Hope by Mutasim Mukhtar
I was murky, dull in a deep grief
I just listened to a tiny beef,
something was whispering
"time has not gone"
don't lose well as you have not won.
This was hope still in my core
telling me I deserve something much more
it widened my lips and make me walk
it gave me words and made me talk.
It made me dream beyond the sky
it held my hand and taught me to fly
It awoke my wishes which were slept
It brought back the happiness
that was theft.
It made me confident wherever I been
It made me do what no one has seen!