Looking forward,
The smoke is so thick.
It forms a barrier
So I can't see through it.
The strong wind gushes
And blows all the smoke away.
Now I can see clearly.
Peering ahead into the distance
To make out what I can see.
It doesn't seem right
So I look again carefully.
I see my future
Represented
In a practical clear way.
It's nothing.
It's so blank.
It's so bleak,
Like there was never purpose.
My future IS nothing.
Author notes
option 2
A contest entry
- Options: titles, topics... by LostInTheDream.
450 points, ended February 8, 2008, 9 entries
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It's nothing.
It's so blank.
It's so bleak,
Like there was never purpose.
My future IS nothing.
this is really a sad poem...the emotions are very well expressed just in few words...but one should always keep the light of hope within the heart...the time is never the same...as the winds are not always destructive... -
Aw, this seemed so sad. I hope you don't really feel this way. Everyone should have some hope for their future. Life changes and new opportunities always come along. Keep the hope. Good luck in the contest.
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