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May 2012
Lying on my bed wondering how to start my day. I keep my mind prepared for my known challenges. I think of God and I know i can do it, i think of me and i feel tired. Every morning i repeat the same routine and its up to my mindset how the day ends. I keep going round the circle to be honest everyone does that, still my imagination travels farther than my physical position.

Here i am again, but this time I overlooked this phrase of indulgence of nonsense. So after all i had it in me all along. I am strong and able to call my day beautiful at the end because i went the whole journey.

I hope i am still strong to continue tomorrow but hold done my strength is renewed for tomorrow, i just need to key in to it.

P.S this is no motivated thought, its what happens to imagination when reality pierces in to it.
Written by
Olayemi Ademosu
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