Of promises and the unlived...

I wonder sometimes at the different courses
of footprints one leaves in life..

Promises of the future
taking a stronghold in the minds
of those that carry far their dreams...

The unsuccessful attempts of not
making it in reality and regarded
as a failure of fulfilling that dream..

I wonder at the different path that
is driven in one when attempting
to reach that far-fetched dream...

A different course not envisioned
or maybe of that

I wonder at happiness and what it entails..
Would that a dream sometimes
bequest a fallen trail and leave
those footprints unerased..



  1. When I look back my footsteps are in circles Shobana I now look forward one at a time and watch where I step. nice poem


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