Fate UnfoldingA Poem by SeemsPoeticA poem about a boy realizing his destiny.By: SeemsPoetic
There was a boy losing sight losing sight of his future His might could not withstand the pressure He was up till 4 last night. He laid there In his head he listened to his thoughts put up a good fight Over what's wrong and what's right Over how long he hasn't been living life I'm sad to say he saw the evidence stacked on his back Evidence of a lifeless past So much so... Even his mind Couldn't keep his dreams from running off track Thanks to the motivation this kid lacks these days He lays in bed and fades away... Away from a world where the visions of his future... Have become cold and grey… Let me just ponder one question if I may...
Why's this world full of a race who supposedly... Live so boldly, Yet... Most of us never took the first step towards that in which... Our mind, Heart, And soul-seek... So early in life, Our dreams derail each day without fail. The world knocks us on our a s s because it said to think fast But... Nothing prepares you for the weight of the world So he checks the time in the hour glass... To see how long the world will allow his next big dream to last…. He thinks of all his so called mistakes The world throws in his-face Making it so hard not to reside in his lifeless past... But... He's beginning to see He's waking up from his sleepless dreams He's breaking free In the end it seems He's gonna have the last laughs, He's gonna take back what was stolen. Take back his destiny Let's face facts... In one's own two hands is a fate in which one's holding... As they grow up… One by one... Their fingers begin unfolding. Forced to let go of those high hopes But... It's all a lie because if you just peer through the world's scope... You see down the line how a clear conscious cleared the grey smoke And from the endless nightmare the big dreamer eventually awoke. As he realized all his dreams would have died if he never tried. In due time... It was the unworldly world he invoked. His words began to unroll and unravel As he spoke the sleepless stories of a boys untold-battles... Through the ages he hopes his stories shall travel. _________________________________________ Vocab: “ was the unworldly world he invoked” invoke: is to call on someone or something to help or inspire you “It was the unworldly world he called upon to inspire him” © 2017 SeemsPoeticFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorSeemsPoeticGreen Bay, WIAboutSelf taught artist. I write free verse and spoken word poetry. 20 years old. more..Writing
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