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My Hope
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Bye: Twenty-line-poems
I hope the words of mine,
Like the wild sunshine,
Spread the world over,
Irrespective of the race and culture.
Each poem shall not cease,
Being the bomb of peace,
The sentences being the angels of rapture,
Of celestial pleasure.
I hope the words shall shout,
Until they bring about,
The desired serenity,
In the shape of humanity.
I hope that at those places,
Hope itself shall have a glance at the faces,
Of the poor letting them smile and advance,
With foods in their stomachs ever not as happenstance.
I hope that my words shall reach,
Both the poor and the rich,
Poking at their brains,
Removing the buried and bare pains.
