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Be Hopeful!

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When I look at the crossroads 
Possibilities of even and odds
contrive equally through 
an intersecting end.
I see a hope!
A hope
 that 
there is way
just beyond hesitation
of taking risks in life and
giving it a new dimension, could
be wrong or right, whatever the 
situation. Just act wise and be hopeful

I am so happy to write poem and blog for a prompt after a quite long gap. Thank you so much A Week for Writing for inspiring me to write.
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  1. Vinay Leo R.September 10, 2015 at 7:46 PM

    Yes.Hope is always needed :) It helps to go ahead without hesitation!

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  2. UnknownSeptember 11, 2015 at 12:18 AM

    I love the poem, and the design of the wording. Brilliant! There is always HOPE!

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    1. SimranSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:40 PM

      I am so happy that you loved the poem, Kathy :)
      Thank you.

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  3. JeevanSeptember 11, 2015 at 5:03 PM

    Hope is the only thing to hangs on how many times we lose it! Nice poem and way of communication

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  4. Someone is SpecialSeptember 11, 2015 at 6:45 PM

    Hope is what we need little one. Loved it :D

    Someone is Special

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    1. SimranSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:43 PM

      Hope is so powerful that it pushes to go on just when we think there is no way! Glad you loved it. Thank you, Sarav :)

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  5. Sumana RoySeptember 11, 2015 at 8:10 PM

    the last line says it all....

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  6. Purba chakrabortySeptember 11, 2015 at 9:30 PM

    A beautiful optimistic poem. It made me smile :)

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    1. SimranSeptember 11, 2015 at 9:46 PM

      Happy me! :)
      Thank you, Purba di. Keep smiling <3

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  7. AnonymousSeptember 11, 2015 at 11:42 PM

    Truly love this!

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  8. UnknownSeptember 12, 2015 at 12:19 PM

    The spirit of hope is necessary for progress/

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  9. Alok singhalSeptember 13, 2015 at 5:06 PM

    The way you have written, especially with the hour-glass shape is commendable.

    And i agree to your thoughts as well :)

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  10. AnonymousSeptember 20, 2015 at 5:57 AM

    the hourglass shape is wonderful.

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