Ripples of Hope

An attempt to write few words for a photograph clicked by my friend who loves nature photography.

To stand strong
Against the mighty storm
And survive against all odds
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope

To greet a new day
After the darkened hours
And have a dream come true
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope

To move in pace
Amidst the rushing crowd
And see afar a smiling face
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope

To hold on tight
Against the calling wind
And say- this too shall pass
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope

To try once more
When world says give up
And be a long distance winner
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope

To be loved again
Despite been betrayed
And to love despite been hurt
'Tis a tiny ripple of hope.......

The Bench

In the lawn sits a wooden bench
Surrounded with mango-laden trees
Bed of lush green grass around
And stony path adorned by leaves

Upon this old familiar bench
Where I've spent a time or two
Often to gossip with my friends
And sometimes all alone in blue

When resting here with my mate
We took our time to look around
Away from all the toil and spite
And share memories lost n found

Now that my companion's far off
I dwell here with my loneliness
Watching birdies hop and skip
And wrap myself in breezy calmness

To this bench so kind to me
I shall return again with glee
To gift myself a silent moment
And just trust the voice within me.