The Lamp of Hope, A Poem Composed by Anila Bukhari

The Lamp of Hope

A Poem Composed by Anila Bukhari 

 

In his hand is the lamp of hope,

Her beautiful hair in long golden curls shining,

Falling in love with the stars,

Fascinated by her beauty, they stare into each other’s eyes.

 

Walking in dark forests,

So long and surrounded by trees,

Girl with a crown of flowers,

He holds the lamp upright.

 

He stands in front of a house,

Evidently made up of symbols,

He opens his hand and flames fly,

The forest glowed as if in a dream.

 

The old man opens the door,

Curious about this young woman,

He asks, “Who are you, dear?”

“Fairy, princess, hallucination?”

 

“I’m a never happy girl,”

Not a royal queen by blood,

But through study, I carry strength,

Suffering when the paper fails.”

 

“When my parents died,

As a teenager, I took responsibility,

I am an angel of hope and love,

Walking in the woods and wiping away tears.”

 

They talk all night, they share stories,

Sleeping in a comforting embrace,

In the morning, the old man says:

“Look how beautiful you are, by grace.”

 

The girl replies, “I focus on my inner beauty,

That is why you judge me.

As autumn approaches, the leaves fall,

I’ll be there whenever you need me.”

 

“I’m here to relieve your stress,”

A Human of willpower,

Together we will face life’s trials,

We will make it happen with hope and love.

 

Bio of the Poet: Anila Bukhari is a Pakistani Poet and she advocates for child rights.