Hope asked for another chance
For one more last dance
I said No
Hope said we have built an empire
So this love we must not let expire
I said No.
Hope is wicked and vain
It yields no gain
It tells the farmer rain shall come
It tells the barren she shall be a mum
But I have said No, to hope.
I want reality
So I killed that mentality
The one that hopes.
And took the ropes,
Rode my cart away, fast
Like a maiden eloping , fast fast!
I turned my back, I said No.
For one more last dance
I said No
Hope said we have built an empire
So this love we must not let expire
I said No.
Hope is wicked and vain
It yields no gain
It tells the farmer rain shall come
It tells the barren she shall be a mum
But I have said No, to hope.
I want reality
So I killed that mentality
The one that hopes.
And took the ropes,
Rode my cart away, fast
Like a maiden eloping , fast fast!
I turned my back, I said No.
Y say no to hope?
ReplyDeleteIt is metaphorical
DeleteYeah..Y say No to hope?
ReplyDeleteHope is the reason you write..you hope someone would read it and be enriched or touched somehow..or you hope to be a renowned writer someday..
The hope is a metaphor. Still I'm not a patron of hopes as their denial lead to a sick heart. However from the time I wrote this poem till now , I have began to notice the therapeutic importance of hope to man. Still I don't buy the idea of hoping too much especially in unrealistic situations. But I cannot deny that I hope.
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