Promise

Somewhere along the way, I missed a turn;
Of the path of promise I made myself.
The eyes are strained, the words turn dry;
Trying too hard to regain the way.
It’s not dreadful, I keep repeating,
Keep watching, I cheer myself up;
Taking a deep breath now and then.
I’ll find the way by the end of the day,
And keep the promise I made myself.
As the years get on and the mind is clear,
The eyes turn calm and the words gush out;
The hope returns and the path beckons.
Somewhere along the way, I found the turn;
Of the path of promise I made myself.

Written as part of BARaThon Challenge, Day 7

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I'm an avid reader and writer. Reading gets me a feeling of understanding the world through different perspectives and writing helps me outline my thoughts from the cobwebs that the mind has trapped it in!

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