Hope short poem

Photo by Steve Snodgrass

Hope’s the life’s driving force,
without it,you will just feel remorse.
Do not be abject,live life to the fullest,
and that what makes you better from the rest.
If life’s the heart,then hope is its best,
because it is the hope that makes you mentally fit.
Anticipate about your success,but don’t regret your failure,
as failures take you to the success,the treasure.
Hope for good in life, because life always gives what it takes,
but your hope will get you stakes.
No matter how many failures you get,
but don’t regret.

Have a hope enlivened in your heart and soul,
“I can do it” and you will do that.
The obstacles are there of course,
but utilise your brain as resource.
Being hopeless would just make your life a fiasco,
but aspire and surely you will achieve it.
Never undermine your strengths, your passions.,
because if you are doing this,you are damaging your own life.
Learn three words from the life”Let it go,”
and success is at your doors.

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