I look inside my head, seeking secrets of my future
Yet as far as the eye can see is a canvas
A dazzling abyss of purity
I hear voice echoing in the distance
A paradox, repeated every time the same
But meaning altered every time
Falling of the edge of reality
Into a sea of uncharted waters
As I sway in the liquified solid
I realize I am pen, and the canvas the expanse of my future
I realize the future is at my fingertips
Praise the canvas of the future.
You can do anything you set your mind too.
-Abhay
Lovely insightful poem. A young man standing at the cross-road of life musing about the endless waves of possibilities waiting to be grabbed any moment. Thanks, Dear Poet Friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A refined poetic imagination, Abhay. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.