This wandering pen
Has hacked through thickets
And traipsed the borderlands,
Praying in it's cold temples
And crossing its sweet-pined mountains
To find the same riverbank
Where its journey began --

Hope is the rope that ties one to the dreams ,
Each day a different tune rings ,
Hold on tightly to the strings ,
Await patiently for the good fortunes the future brings .

Hope is the rope that ties one to the dreams ,
Life is a rollercoaster ride the world screams ,
Joy and sorrow are two parallel streams .

Hope is the rope that ties one to the dreams ,
Even when dark clouds beam
Let hopeful passion and compassion be your team ,
Undoubtedly life will gleam .
For hope is the rope that ties one to the dreams .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar