Hope (poem)

HOPE

Standing here outside my house, my heart aches,
The wind blows my hairs and the cold make my fingers ache,
I can feel my tears running down my face, it hurts my eyes,
When i shed it, i noticed it has frozen into ice.

Oh my strong heart, where have you gone?
I am standing here with feelings i can’t really describe.
Can i undo some unwanted things i have done?
Maybe not, but at least, let me build up another hope.

By Mellati Deluna
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