I stood in front of a mirror thinking about what would be
I could see dreams come true,
Not just good but the bad ones too:
"You will be okay"
Deep breath and I try to look back
I close my eyes and I open them,
I see the memories I treasure,
Desparately search for me but:
"Others were more important"
I was close to tears
I close my eyes and I open them,
I see not the blotchy reflection,
Nor the endless journey ahead but:
"I see me"
Cheers to a summer that taught me a few principles:
- develop infinite patience (future)
- to always share and care (past)
- never to give up (present)
I close my eyes and I open them,
I see things as if
I am seeing them for the first time.
2 comments:
Dude, shyam sunder kaala bandar rockz to the core.. kudos for ur poetry...:)
very very true...
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