#WritcoPoemPrompt23
At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright...
Passing through that light is a ray of hope ,
a hope for the smile that light up my sky
a hope for a something to be aside
a hope for a mountain for me to climb
a hope for a future where that light shines .
Amidst all that hope my heart grew old,
for that hope was nothing but my mind at soar .
That light was a symbol for my soul to shine,
the brightest of all - that priceless smile .
That tunnel I saw was my path to life,
My never ending sorrow with a pinch of that light.



© Anadi