Meant To Be

Penultimate poem. Holy shit.

It's written in books
it's said in shows 
that when you're young
you either know
exactly what you want
or not a clue at all,
but either way
the same thing is said 
life just happens
keep your head 
you can't control it all 
you might just have 
to wait and see
and usually what happens
is meant to be. 

An Ocean of Thought

I keep getting swept away
by tides of thought
one tugging me one way
while another crashes 
making my head sway.


Thoughts and faces
wash across my mind
and for a second or two 
I forget where I am
totally absorbed,
the waves of my mind
keep flowing 
with no sign of showing
pause or rest 
so it's the least I can do
to close my eyes 
let the thoughts take control
and swim through this ride. 

Nothing Really But Maybe Something

Here it is again
a chance 
to try something new
take a step
which I might forget
for it could lead 
to nothing 
but it could leap
to something.


This pounding heart
could be bluffing
to convince my brain
that this is sane
and this could happen 
but then again 
I have to remember 
what's happened before 
there's no assurance 
there's not really anything 
it's just a case of waiting 
to see what fate brings. 

Career

Realising what you want to do
when you're older
is something that strikes deep
it's ambition and passion
something burning,
which I wish to keep
the desire for a job
an actual career 
I have the idea
right here
and I'm going to work
as hard as I can
until it's not just an idea
but my actual career.

(Yeah I repeated a rhyme. Shut up.) 

Fast Future

Future suddenly thrust 
right in to my hands 
my feet beginning to tumble 
right down the path 
of opportunity
I have to be careful 
not to slip
make a mistake 
miss anything.


For it's happening
right now 
I'm growing up
growing older,
wiser?
I'll have to wait and see. 

I Don't Know Why

I don't know
you


I don't know
whether I'm
making the most
of being young


I don't know
maths
or science
that well at all


I don't know 
what's said
behind my back


I don't know 
why we have poverty
and why we have war
why we have disease 
where there is no cure


I don't know how society
became to behave like today
I suppose,
I'm just trying to live
and be okay. 

Pressure

Pushing down 
on the shoulders
Stamping on the brain 
yelling,
work
work now 
you do know what will
happen
if you don't?


Future looming
darker than night
with eyes closed
heavier than dark matter
forcing you down
down.


But


Hope
a slim ray of light
seen through the crack
of the open eye lids 
that maybe
possibly 
you'll be OK.


Then


Storm clouds 
roll over
shoulders pushed back
work
work now
do you know what will 
happen
if you don't?

Tumbling Future

The future 

tumbles forward

building

building 

getting larger

more ominous

it can't be ignored

any longer.

I don't know if

its bleak

or whether

I'm too weak

or strong 

to carry it

and manage

to build something

when it becomes

my present. 

The Perspective Jar

Things to put in:

Family

Friends

The future

Screw the lid on

shake it up

and instead of 

finding problems

hopefully,

I'll find sense.