The door was shut and locked a while back
still he lingered around
with aspiring eyes,
for the world looked at the dead bolt
and declared no passage,
but for him
even a small crack on the fringes
was a window of hope
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That’s beautiful. 🙂
Love this… Poetry of hope… ☺
This was wonderful.
Beautiful we all should focus in the fringes of hope instead of the dead bolt.
Thanks so much, Tracy
Thanks so much, Moushmi
True that. Thanks for your words
My pleasure
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Happy vibes from my vacation to yours
Thanks my friend. Have a lovely time
I’m.. I’m
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WOW.. true.. even a small crack can be a window of hope.. beautiful.. 😇👌🏼
Bahut hi khubsurat rachna.
dubte ko tinke kaa sahaaraa….
magar jab aashaa dagmagaa jaaye to
sthir nav me baitha insaan bhi dub jaataa hai.
Thanks so much D much appreciate your kind words
What beautiful words, Madhusudan. Thanks for adding your beautiful views
Much humbled.. stay loved, stay blessed.. 😇😊
Thanks again. You to my friend. God speed 🌸😊
Indeed, nicely said!
Thanks so much for your read
You’re welcome
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