Eyes of Hope

By Ishanavi Sharma

Your eyes gleam with hope,

yet you're ready to break free,

from the rope that binds you, 

a symbol of your destiny.

It seems like you're drowning in your thoughts, 

suffocating in fear.

As if someone has tied a knot,

making it hard to persevere.

The weight of your doubts, 

like anchors, 

hold you down.

The whispers of your dreams, 

a distant echo, 

a fading sound.

But still you hold on to hope, 

a glimmer of light.

A beacon in the darkness, 

guiding you through the night.

But I remind myself, 

don't underestimate your might.

For I've seen whispers of your triumph, 

your ambitious light.

This rope may have unwavering strength, 

woven in its twists.

But it's no match for your capabilities, 

your inner resilience and grit.

Your heart beats with a fire, 

a passion that never fades.

A drive that pushes you forward, 

through life's joys and shades.

You've been through the storm, 

and weathered every test.

And still, you stand tall,

 a warrior, 

with a spirit that's blessed.

So once again, 

your eyes shine bright with hope.

Starting anew, 

with a thread of determination, 

ready to cope

To see, to shine, 

and become bold

To rise above the challenges,

 and never grow old.

You'll weave a new narrative, 

with every thread and every strand.

A tapestry of triumph, with every step,

 with every stand.

You'll find your inner strength, 

your voice, your roar.

And you'll rise above the noise, 

and shine, like never before.

The rope that once bound you, 

will become a distant memory

A reminder of the struggles, 

that made you stronger, 

and more free.

You'll look back on the journey, 

and see the progress you've made.

And you'll know, 

that you're capable, 

of overcoming any obstacle, 

any shade.

By Ishanavi Sharma