Hope

Hope sounds like

someone knock 

the door of a ruined house

After long years,

someone comes to wipe 

all the tears,

Hope sounds like

an isolate found

oasis in desert

Droughts got their 

first shower,

on a throned body 

blooming of a little flower,

Hope sounds like

coward become courage

a desperately ready to fly

bird released from the cage,

prey fools predator by camouflage,

one always quiet with fear,

but now ready to face 

challenges with lots of dare,

Hope sounds like

A hand holds someone 

lost in the crowd,

clearing the sky of a thunder cloud,

Going through the worst time

but in the end, everything definitely will fine.