It is like a key
Trapped in a vase
Curiosity creeps on the vase
But breaks it without knowing....
Ambition picks up the key
And sees a name:
BLUE
Not knowing what it means
He tosses it in the air,
Adventure seeing something shiny in the air
Snatches it away
Before hopelessness does.
He figures everything out
But not totally
He starts to ask meaningfully unreasonable questions
Only to realise
He had just helped another man
Find what he had been looking for.
So, the key was all
Mistakenly purposeful.
YOU ARE READING
JOURNEY INTO MY WORLD
PoetryWhen there's no one to turn to, we tend to turn to the one thing that's almost secrete to us. I turn to my pen and paper. My life might not be all that interesting but why don't u let curiosity get the better of you.
