#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?
Trying to tell me my future
oh! Great fortune teller tossing his dice to read the deepest path of what I call life
A mystery of unfolding memories good enough to tell a story .
Amazing ,amaze the scripts and pages .
The manuscripts, good enough to draw out my music notes .
The G-cleve and octave notes trying to play the song of my life .
My story, the beginning of faith.
This wasn't sorcery but a prophecy,
A dream coming into reality .
Ooh! little child , wisdom of the wise,
search till you could search no deeper ,
reap the parts that needs to be reaped apart
for I am just a being , A being lost in darkness ,help me find
the light,the right path to what I call
L-I-F-E
A leaflet that contains just two contents
WIN or LOOSE !!
This is LIFE and is the journey we take.
Define yours and start writing your script,
act it out, sell it,brand it like brandy ,whistle through the ears of many like whisky ,gentle and sober but in all Success is the goal .


~~ohemaathepoet












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