july 30, 2006 -- 2

The Lost Hope

I am the flames of the optimism

The melancholy of joy

I am the freedom of suppression

The blemishes of perfection

I am the onus of my dreams

Satisfy in my please

I am the tussle and anguish

From the tears and tenderness

I am the dejected feeling

When love is lost

I am the voice of Karma

That never testifies

I am the smile of the frown

 The silence of the strident

I am the hope for the lost