Shortlisted
Hope - I believe in you again
King George V School, Kellie Ling, Poetry: Group 3
Goodbye, dear Oasis-
My basin of chances,
I had everything…
Including the never-ending energy supply
Gushing around like a rushing river.
I had fresh eager eyes pointing towards
The solitary lands which have now captured
My vitality.
Along with the loving smile of my dearest,
The tender expression my parent’s faces displayed,
And the kindness showed by each and every stranger.
The lonely Gobi has seized
My happiness.
As well as the hard-earned green papers,
Stacked neatly upon each other.
At present, my safe consists of nothing.
The dreary desert has collected
My wealth.
Now, I have nothing.
Even those last drops of hope…
Who knew that
As I strolled through my ending existence,
Feelings of disappointment would plague me
At both what I did and didn’t do.
Hope, where are you?
Who knew that
The sand storms, the sun would soon silence me?
Who knew that
The droughts, the dehydration would soon be my demise?
Hope, why bid me farewell?
My lips were a pair of grinding pebbles,
As I lay in the dry sand motionless,
Having waited for the desert to swallow me.
