Don’t be in a rush
to bequeath your heart
when it threatens to slip away,
question the urge to let it rule you
before abandoning dearly held plans
cause hearts are fickle
infatuations don’t remain forever
on coming awake
as you search in the
shambles of your life
for the unheeded young dreams
that flew the nest
when you slept cocooned in desires bed
you miss them!
Missing Dreams – is written as a response to the prompt at we write poems this week . It said:
If you could go back in time and impart a bit of wisdom to your sixteen year old self, what would you say? As a quick example, one of Langston Hughes’ most famous poems might be the very piece of wisdom he would tell his sixteen year old self. Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken winged bird, That cannot fly!
The prompt was very interesting!Don’t you think? Full of creative possibilities.
If you could time travel and leave advice for ‘the sixteen year old’ You. What would it be?