Your future is only as big as you dare to dream
Spending my day
In fictional worlds
Creating fictional challenges
For fictional charters
To raise my children
Full of confidence
To be brave
To succeed all challenges
Growing old
With my first love
To pass away
In our embrace
To be content
Without any needs
To be accomplished
In all my deeds
*****
Empty words
Unread, Unloved
Never published
This I dread
On the wrong path
My children go
Full of disappointment
And lives of woe
Old and frail
My love has gone
Dying in pain
I’m all alone
Always without
Fear and doubt
Failed at my goals
No legacy to talk about
Your fears are only as great at the power you grant them
Day 11’s challenge
For Day 11, the challenge was to write “a poem that addresses the future, answering the questions “What does y(our) future provide? What is your future state of mind? If you are a citizen of the “union” that is your body, what is your future “state of the union” address?”
I have interpreted today’s prompt as a poem on how you envision your future.
I’m good at setting myself goals and I’m ready for changes, I never expect anything. I find this challenge a little strange as none of us know our future and as a realist, I am accepting of what will be will be. Perhaps, I could write something exploring my optimistic dream or pessimistic nightmare. I hope you enjoy what I have created.
