Defining Hope
A poem to remember hope in the Pandemic
The Sun shines, and the sunflower smiles
looking like hope.
The fragrance of the soil
After it has rained for a while
That taste in your mouth
Which takes you back in time
When your mother’s caring hands
Had held you tight.
That looks like hope.
When you failed in an exam
And felt like all was lost
Then, when your father pat you
on the back
To tell you that
It wasn’t the end of the world.
That looks like hope.
The pimple scars on your face
And the bullies that took your case
Those sleepless nights
In the years that passed in school life.
And then they came, you called as your friends
Who fought and took away your blues.
Your first-class bunk
and when you were first drunk
The light on their faces
The cheers, the laughter
and the stories you share
They look like hope.
When you’re leaving your home
Looking at the roads you love
To get a job in an unknown city
And find that new identity
The taxi driver waved and smiled to welcome you.
He looked like hope.
When your roommate has had a breakup
And, all you try to do is cheer her up.
All those silly jokes you make
To see that sheepish smile on her face
That moment in which she smiled
She looked like hope.
And when your first heartbreak
Had your soul shake
The boss who had you fired
And the pain that you thus endured.
Yet you survived
Leaving all of that behind
To stand and look at life
straight in the face.
You looked like hope.
When you climb a mountain
Or dive into the ocean.
When you cook or bake
Or just lie there reading a book.
The black in your eyes
That brightly shines
when you’re doing
All the things that make you happy.
That looks like hope.
And, Perhaps we will sit someday
where you tell me about your ways
Of how you fight and carry on with life
Then probably we will agree
that
We, together, look like hope.
