FutureA Poem by Amanda Richelle
Through a crystal ball the eyes are vacated,
Predicting where each obstacle will be slated, The transparent thought bubble is vigorously inflated- Convinced proper planning will leave you elated. Clinging to choice- convinced all can be debated, Oh so sure your clues have been properly translated- Truth and perception mercilessly related- The closer it comes the more it is anticipated, Desire burns as hope is created, Loathing sets in while fear is generated... It seems foolish, but it must be stated: Despite planning, procedure and discussion being dictated- The future continues to pass, while being anxiously awaited © 2015 Amanda RichelleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 10, 2015 Last Updated on August 10, 2015 AuthorAmanda RichelleKansas City, MOAboutI am an introspective biographer (meaning I like to journal...) I have always enjoyed writing poetry, but have had resistance to sharing. My goal here is to share ideas, and any feedback on making tho.. more..Writing
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