~A dream i had but did not want to have it
~A confusing tale i guess
~Paper & pen in hand
~Thoughts on a parasole again
~Planes & stars in my head
~But a twisted plot on my pen
~Just goes around like a peacan
~A bulb so bright it burnt a bag
~Which has stars , galaxies , time aghast
~Only now i realize "It wasn't a dream"
~It wasn't just a thought
~Or just another wish that i'd wrought
~More confused than ever
~A fork on the path to wherever
~A decision at hand
~Circumstances hard
~Choice my own
~I'll keep on walking
~Till i reach 'The End'
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PoetryWell just like everyone I am going through some things , -That's why I promptly wrote these extracts To those reading these poems i hope that you will have to courage to face everything ahead, rather than letting what life is throwing at you become...
