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*Hope is a cotton like substance
It's moving to and fro around us
Hope has grown several of colors,
white, green,yellow and purple

Hope melts with dream,
to bring water on the horizon
It has grown yellow on the barren fields,
rather than a shadow it turns to be a green meadow

Hope has boomed when kite flies on the blue sky
When white moon shimmers,
on her innocent smiles
It has grown purple when dreams mingle

Hope is as like a little boat on the sea,
moves on the waves that you see
as like as a Pendulum,
that dances between life and loss

Hope is like a lead guitar
It’s longing until the song moves to end
It twists with songs of her
And brings melody as the deep purple

Hope holds the rhythm of life
Those demons try to cut with knife
It initiates dreams of thoughts
And it has made us for freedom of fought

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@ Musfiq us shaleheen