For the first time, I have tried out poetry! Heres a poem I wrote. Do leave a comment ,I would love to know what you think.
The mind is nothing but a wanderer in time
Arriving at destinations past, present and future.
The past, my mind has been there several times
It's just as it had been,
just as I had seen.
Comprehension and the great healer time illuminates
the streets that were once dark.
The streets of joy remain bright.
Their paths familiar and easy to follow.
My desire is to stay yet my departure is inevitable.
The present, this is what I explore for the first time.
The roads wind and intertwine, signage of what to expect ahead is absent.
Venturing on these roads eventually leads me to the border line of the present and future.
As I look over to the future,
thick mist that lingers over the area obstructs my view.
My journey ahead isn't that daunting,
for the blueprints of the future lay in my dreams.
As I nervously step over the borderline I realise
that what I saw in the present shall re-position itself as past
and what I am yet to see shall re-position itself as present.
The blueprints of the future lay in my dreams....
No more can I call them dreams
This step will make them reality.
