A HOPE

A HOPE

How much love did not know?
The plots and the usual errors,
Life is announced and the flowerbeds
Not even a shadow of joy,
Just merely fantasy
Where imagine jasmine,
Sunset brings the final days
And old disenchantment guides me today.
I miss that and I see no more
Even the slightest shadow on this road,
A moonlit night so instead
If there is clarity, some glimmer.
But this soul thrives on hope
And even against everything finally goes...

MARCOS LOURES