by Dr M C Gupta
Why harbor desires for which there is no hope?
|DESIRE AND HOPE: a sonnet
Barbs are no less painful if they’re disguised;
Thorns carrying rose fragrance are yet sharp.
Poison kills, even though with wine imbibed;
Foes are foes though tunes of friendship they harp.
Ungratefulness is not undone by smiles.
Those who murder don’t have a change of heart.
A journey planned for a few thousand miles
Remains a dream if we don’t make a start.
What we see is quite often deceptive.
Good intentions are often circumspect.
To every sweet word, don’t be receptive;
In today’s world even friends are suspect.
Before reality crashes your hope,
Don’t harbor desires that don’t have a scope.
M C Gupta
16 August 2009