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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.
Sunday, July 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: future,reality
Jazib Kamalvi 23 June 2019
A refined poetic imagination, Abhay. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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Rajnish Manga 22 July 2018
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.
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