Hope...

Lost,
in thick black darkness
Wandering,
in dead cold silence
Uncertain,
desperately searching...

Thence, the dancing breeze ceased,
like in a mysterious dream
Thence, all thoughts froze,
like in a horror stream
Thence, everything I know,
seems to be negating me
Thence, everyone I cherish,
turns to be refusing me
Thence, doubt embraced love and rage,
birthing emotional cacophony
Thence, I reached,
but my arms kept failing me
Is what I seek, perhaps, beyond me?
Or, is it time that withholds my destiny?
In grave fear!
"all lost... all gone... dear God,
who's gonna rescue me?!"

Wait!
Here comes the dim light of dawn towards me
Look!
there goes the cold misty haze away from me
Listen!
I hear voices,
perhaps of them whom I seek
Aren't these faint footsteps of those whom I need!...

Alas!
Life, it is said, ends before it begins
It is a rotating order of dawns after dusks
A chaotic jumble of grimaces, scowls and grins
A turn of crass misfortunes,
in bits after bits
A circle of bricks on a roller spin
A fluctuation of merriments,
like the occasional drummer's kicks...

Thus,
at the very moment one is about to give in
Whence the lungs gasps for air to breathe in
Finally,
you realise something amiss within
It is dead, nay it is living
It is that subtle craving
"Hope..."
That which longs within...!

Ibn Adam