Friday, January 13, 2012

Irresolute resolutions

This year I will let go
Curl up and wait for it to show,
Cross the clichéd bridges
Only when I reach the ridges.

This year, I will take a deep breath,
Cease to lead a life of stealth,
I shall stand tall and announce,
Challenges along the way, trounce.

This year I will learn to live,
And, of myself to me, give.
Not one to look back, regret,
And, to others, always abet.

1 comment:

  1. this is really good. I love poetry and i love writing it...only i keep all my poetry in a little notebook..but nonetheless this is really good


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