Tomorrow never comes but years do

Tomorrow never comes but years do

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the space
of yesterday
I found myself
travelling today
never reaching
tomorrow.

© 2025 andrew mitchell


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Short and simple .
We never reach tomorrow. Tomorrow always has to wait.

Posted 2 Days Ago


The author exhibits an outstanding mastery of language, skillfully merging narrative techniques with deep thematic exploration. The integration of symbolism and imagery not only enriches the story but also encourages readers to explore its underlying meanings. The pacing is finely tuned, creating a narrative that builds tension effectively, while the character development remains complex and convincing.

Posted 6 Days Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Days Ago

What can I say Christina, if only I could write as well as this professional review. I am flattered .. read more
Christina J. Barker

6 Days Ago

Hey there, fellow writer! If you’re looking to polish your work, refine your story, or just make s.. read more
Christina J. Barker

6 Days Ago

And if you have anything to work on either from your book or anything other else, I hope I am qualif.. read more
A poem full of thoughts. Valuable and meaningful.

Posted 1 Week Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

Thanks Dorian for your kind words.
Touche
Touche
Touche.........

Posted 1 Week Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

Touché Sami touché!
Sami Khalil

1 Week Ago

Hehehe.......
That's true. Seriously, wow!

Posted 1 Week Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

Thank you Beren for your kind words.
True that. Great work. Powerful and poignant.

Posted 1 Week Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

Thank you Thomas.
Whether tomorrow exists? Whether yesterday exists? Nicely written poem.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Week Ago

Thank you Arundass
Okay. I know you've heard this before but yesterday is gone and tomorrow never comes so the only thing we ever have is now. And NOW is a gift. That's why we call it the "present". I'm looking forward to eternity, myself, shedding this skin and bones facade and breaking free of these prison bars that are the ribs around my heart. I know nothing of eternity except the promise. I know nothing of the future except hope. But what I know of the NOW suggests to me that my faith and hope are not in vain or without purpose. A thought invoking write from you that I enjoyed, thank you for sharing it. F.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


andrew mitchell

3 Weeks Ago

I have often wondered how we would be if we didn’t know the time. Yes we live in the now and the n.. read more
Fabian G. Franklin

3 Weeks Ago

Everything that can be, is or was. Everything reformed and made new is part of the was and part of t.. read more
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MCS
Enjoyed this very much, you had me thinking about how I’ve used my time. The takeaway is a bit of a twist; that whatever we choose to do costs us the opportunity to do something else.

Posted 1 Month Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Month Ago

Thank you very much MCS

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