Lonely Thoughts – 117

Lonely Thoughts – 117


Hope lights a candle in the storm,
guiding hearts when paths seem gone.

It whispers softly in the night,
lifting spirits toward the dawn.

Dreams are seeds it dares to sow,
even where no rivers flow.

Strength awakens from its flame,
turning sorrow into aim.

Through the shadows, hope will stay,
painting skies with brighter day.

No defeat can chain its song,
for it carries us along.

 GR kaviyoor 
15 09 2025
(Canada ,Toronto)

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