Sense of Myself

deletedelete By deletedelete, 28th Apr 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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This poem is about my wondering what will happen in my future. This is about the fears of what will happen.

Sense of Myself

There is a sense of myself, lost in the unknown.

The future is far into the distance.

I am not sure of what happens in the future.

Sense of myself,
Gets lost, as moments, pass by.

I am living each day, unsure of my future.

My sense of self gets lost, in the reality of my future.

Fears run through my mind of what will happen,
As each day passes,
Sense of myself, gets caught in what the future holds.

Though the present time, is here right now.

Good days are in my distance,
Moments full of joy and excitement.

There is a sense of myself that longs,
For these moments that are full of greatness.


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author avatar madugundurukmini
29th Apr 2014 (#)

good Sense

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
29th Apr 2014 (#)

Take each day as it comes and hope for the best but be always prepared to accept whatever. Nice poem - siva

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author avatar WOGIAM
29th Apr 2014 (#)

Impressive use of prose, keep it up.

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