Harvest of Hope
Akhoon Aubaid *
In the sacred stillness of my garden, life awakens softly —
not merely as flowers, but as dreams that once trembled in the shadows.
Each bud carries the story of unseen tears,
of hands that toiled with hope, and hearts that dared to believe.
Through storms and silence, I nurtured these roots
with faith that never wavered, and love that never ceased.
They speak of struggle wrapped in petals,
of courage climbing gently toward light.
This is no ordinary spring —
it is a celebration of every silent prayer, every sleepless night,
every whispered wish that bloomed quietly beneath despair.
What I’ve planted with care, watched with affection,
has blossomed not only in soil, but in the soul itself.
Every fragrance carries joy, every color holds a promise,
every breeze echoes the laughter I once only longed to hear.
This garden is my testimony —
of patience, purpose, and the quiet power of hope fulfilled.
* Poem written by Akhoon Aubaid for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 26 April 2025 .
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