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The Future and Everywhere In Between

Poem By: Laurel
Poetry


Tags: poetry, future

A story of a girl View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Aug 16, 2008    Reads: 43    Comments: 5    Likes: 3   


I once met a girl
Who always took the road less traveled
Who had a head full of ideas and thick brown hair
A chest full of heart and confidence
Her eyes would wander until they found what they were looking for
And they shined like the crystal clear waters of Mexico
Men would fall for her at the first sight of her
But she just waved them away
She would just wink at me and smile
And I’d ask her how she did it
She said
Just follow me
I’ll show you what it takes
She took me through dark alleys
And winding roads
Lost relationships and new
She showed me life in a new set of eyes
And at the end
She said
I’ve shown you almost all I could
But there’s one more thing to be understood
She took me to a little shop
Coordinates unknown
That held only mirrors
I said
Why are we here?
She told me to look in the mirror and tell her what I saw
But when I did
All I saw was that girl
I turned to her and asked her why
She said
Open your eyes
You have met the future
And everywhere in between


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Comments:

Sandy
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Wow that's really good. :D Awesomeness. She grew without knowing. :D You spelled here instead of her in the 5th line. XD

Posted: Aug 16, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh, I shall fix it XD
Thanks by the way :)

Awww I love it. Well done like.

Posted: Aug 17, 2008

Author Comment:

:)

Very nice, well done on the imagery and emotion. Good job yo!

Posted: Aug 17, 2008

Author Comment:

Thankss :)

Awwww...that was so beutiful i loved it.

Posted: Aug 18, 2008

Author Comment:

:) thanks

That was brilliant, too be honest I have goosebumps. An image popped into my head, every moment in between (to me) are two mirrors facing each other, every residual movement is a second out of sync. I liked dark alley ways and winding roads for metaphors for life, without being too obvious, because that's what life really is isn't it? You can never see clearly how things will unfold. That was my interpretation anyhow. =)

Posted: Oct 4, 2008

Author Comment:

And a very good interpretation :) Thank you for reading.



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