Echoes of Hidden Hope

Beneath the ancient trees where shadows dance and play
The forest whispers secrets of a time so far away

In the twilight's gentle glow the world comes alive
With every rustling leaf, the echoes start to thrive

Every green leaf brings a promising hope
Sense of new breaths into the chest struggling to cope

Each ray of sunlight paints the forest floor
A tapestry of life, where spirits can restore

The murmurs of the breeze tell tales of old
A harmony of whispers, in a language bold

With every pulse of life, the forest sings
A dance of existence, where hope forever springs

Sand of our time reveals thought of a young valor is gray favor
Alas! sand of ancestry reveals mind of old knight is green savor

In the shifting dunes, where time stands still
The echoes of the past, their stories fulfill

Still the feet of travelers were
But eyes of their destiny pierced destinations to disrespect the glare

In the midst of paths untold, they found their way
Guided by the echoes of a timeless day

Timeless was a day but the night rests in the soul of a painful day
Way beyond length of time a distance lay

In the quiet embrace of dusk’s gentle fold
The echoes of journeys, their stories told

Chaotic precipitation of endurance through painful rain beyond weeks and weakness

Quick quakes that erupted, men called bold
In the storm of life, courage unfolds
Strength is forged in the tempest's mold

Dust could be an ornament of deceit, but dust wind never blows
Molds treasures to hold
In secret it knows

Through the chaotic dance, endurance remains
Strength and wisdom in the storm's reigns

From: 
Osman Cisse Hanif




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Hanif is a humble and gentle boy who always focuses his mind to comprehend the nature of elements around him wherever he goes. He just wants to explore to know how natural nature is., He had spoken early enough at an unexpected phase while he was still crawling but walked later in life., It had been reported he spoke clearly even for the first time he was heard, his ability to speak as a child was heard clearly compared to other toddlers. A child who spoke clearly enough even before he toddled. This was no reason than that which reflected his attitude of loquaciousness. He has being having enough of this, and for this reason he always decided more often to express his thoughts and views about the world around him in written words.


Last updated April 11, 2025