Travel

They said…

That the world holds promises
They decreed pleasure and fun
And an obituary of grief and hindrances…

They said..

Pain will not last forever,
That joy will find its way
And all that pricked and hurt
Will solemnly go away…

Only time…

Taught me well,
That choices will define my spectrum

That travel was the key
To cease all the humdrum…

In response to the writing prompt by http://godoggocafe.com

Just be…

And with the closure around
Somewhere in the periphery
Do you see
What you became
And what you made of me?

Now when it seems
The worst is over
And new skies
Await your flight

Would you venture to go forth
With all that it took
To reach this hilltop
And this hyperbolic tide…

You ought to rest awhile
Let waves carress your foot
Whilst harbingers of joy
Beckon
With arms open
And promises done…

Just let this once
Be
As you are deemed to be
A little imperfect

A little towards perfection

With momentous glee…

Take it all…

Take what you will
This is all
The world has for you…

Take what you measure
is yours perchance
While the world still
Allows you to explore it’s treasure

Take what you deem
you deserved while you sulked
that life wasn’t fair
That things are not what they seem

Take what you eyed upon
But found beyond avail
Now all is on platter
For you to grab and fawn

Take what you will
Even if crumbs are yours…

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