My Despair…

My despair is like those ripples on the sand,
In a desert a forgotten barren land.
They come and go away,
Like every other day.
I get shaken with a friendly voice soon,
My hopes come back,
Like the dark clouds expose the moon.
With the light and the same shine,
Once again I see around me,
All the glory is mine…
It is worth living hundred years,
My eyes will shed no more tears…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag