Hope
When I finally start believing
In Humankind
There’s an happening so vile
That I lose all faith
In humankind
And then some thing comes along
A stranger smiles
Someone goes out of their way
To help
By crossing miles
A queue gives way for a crying child
A wrinkled face
Has liveliest of eyes
Someone drops a few extra coins
In jar of a homeless or a blind
Someone holds a door
For strangers behind
Someone forgives
Someone repents their crime
And I am hooked all over again
To Humankind
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Hope, is a blade of grass, hope is our bread and butter … your poem is subtly beautiful Shashi 😊🌏
Thanks a lot for your appreciation.
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You’re welcome Shashi 🌏
Yes, this is one of the must fundamental conundrums I have ever encountered, Shashi. Your poem is terrific!
<3
David
Thanks a lot David
Oh this is spot on Shashi. Life keeps us reminding to keep hope alive.
This is such a “Sadje” comment! 😃
She is an optimist with an eternal spring of hope in her heart.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
Haha! I hope you mean it in a good way?
In the best possible way❣️
Much appreciated 🩷
Thanks for sharing this idea Anita
What a beautiful poem!
Thanks Luisa
You’re most welcome 🌺