The Future

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What does the future hold?
A warmth from the chilling cold? 
A desire that has finally been fulfilled?
A prospect for the truly skilled?
Unknown to all, especially those who claim
Who beat themselves, but only have themselves to blame
A mysterious adventure, cruel and daunting
With exciting paths, wild and haunting

Such is the future as I see
But don't take my word, it's only me
Twists and turns are what I expect
I wish it weren't the case, but nothing's perfect
Words to be written, such a cliché
The future is not a novel, but a game to play

 

Intro to Poetry – Day 10 (Future)

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No Longer Just a Dream

In response to the Daily Post’s prompt “Optimistic”

How do you fuel the fires of optimism?

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As a cynic, there are few things that make me hopeful or optimistic. But the idea of change in the future, brightens my day more than any other. Believing that my dreams might someday come true, keeps me hopeful in the midst of my cynicism. It sounds like a naive cliche, I’m sure, but still this is what keeps me somewhat optimistic.

Of those dreams, is travel and exploration. I yearn for a chance for adventure to break the mundane cycle that is my daily routine. I wish to delve into as many cultures as possible and explore the mysterious wonders of nature. It is the desire for such experiences that spark a ray of hope in an otherwise regular life.

Only Sixteen

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Only Sixteen.”

Tell us all about the person you were when you were sixteen. If you haven’t yet hit sixteen, tell us about the person you want to be at sixteen.

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For many, sixteen is one of the earliest steps towards adulthood; a time to be cherished and thoroughly enjoyed. But for me being sixteen was probably one of the worst years of my life. A high school junior at the time, I was depressed, more so than at any other point in my life. My experience was a bit of a cliche really. I wasn’t popular, was bullied, fought back most of the time, and spent the majority of my time alone listening to the saddest and/or angriest music I could enjoy. However that year was a significant building block of the person I am today.