We Aren't Told What The Future Will Hold

Reads: 194  | Likes: 2  | Shelves: 1  | Comments: 1

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Review Chain
No one knows what their future holds for them. They can be someone or no one, happy or sad, rich or poor... and so on. No one can predict what lies ahead. This poem explores this idea with the character wondering what she is going to be later in life...

Submitted: April 03, 2019

A A A | A A A

Submitted: April 03, 2019

A A A

A A A


We aren't told,

what the future will hold...

Maybe a life of mystery,

Maybe a repetition of history...

No one knows...

 

Will I look at stars and wonder...

or go to bars and wander?

Will I be a famous superhero...

or a lonely zero?

Will I be filled with happiness...

or broken by sadness?

Will I own a Camaro...

or roam around in a TATA Nano?

Will I die due to old age...

or unfortunate road rage?

Will I love my job...

or due to it, sob?

Will I still have dreams...

or will they dissolve into screams?

 

Nothing is certain in this world...

We are sure of nothing...

For we aren't told,

what the future will hold...

 


© Copyright 2020 Harnoor C. All rights reserved.

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply