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Lovella Bargas


Undying Hope


Hope never ceases to die
For the hopefuls triumph
The cowards go backwards
The heroes assert that truth prevails

Blind faith does not exist
The courageous heart moves
When faith and courage stands firm
Hope ceases not to die

Undying hope is for everyone
Triumph over the trivial
Conquer the mountains
Let your wings fly you up above

Knowing that hope ceases not to die
Undying hope prevails
The brave heart reigns
In the field of unending pains

Submitted: Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (8/8/2013 12:56:00 AM)

    This is your first poem, so I welcome to PH.
    The theme is good. This is a free verse poem, nice to read. (Report) Reply

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