POETRY
The Rhyme of Hope — November Poem Competition
Dreamy solitude
Published in
Nov 18, 2021
Once in my dreamy solitude away of all grand worries
I entered a blissful garden full of roses and cold flurries
Those chilly thrills told me to run, return, and relapse
Without any lofty gains, glimpses, and glorious claps
Leave the Medium where there is an intense odor around
But I withstood till the glowing rose of the garden found
Which kindled the entire flushing fire and could burn
All the cold flurries, dismay, and worries of new concern
The Robin over-there enchantingly tweets the rhyme of hope
Like Robert Ralph’s extending each new writer’s wide scope
