This poem is about my memories of school, and expectations of future life.
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WHAT LIES AHEAD
Back to the days of freedom
When I retraced the path
That leads to all confusion
Resembling that of math
A time when I encountered
Near lands I have not wandered
Back to the days of victors
When I have won the prize
For strong determination
And everything that's wise
In time for one short ending
To mark a fresh beginning
Back to the days of races
Of bigger families
Of friends and old affections
A bond that soon will cease
But songs play on tomorrow
To where abound is sorrow
Back to the days of challenge
A truth of empty love
No swift interrogations
Shall show what lies above
Unless the mind has pondered
On what the lips have whispered
Back to the days of winners
New strands of history
Upon the true perfection
Of working constantly
To anyone who is leaving
That legacy may be keeping
Ergo, the days of silence
Will soon come to an end
Till one makes a decision
To where the words shall bend
To where leads one sweet arrow
A choice, too full or hollow
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
