We all worry about the future we haven't seen or experienced yet and the ordeals it brings with it,so here's my little creation in a poetic form so everyone or anyone that feels unsure can feel heard and seen through this poem. I hope you all enjoy this poem ✨


Perhaps,
I'm too young to worry about what's to come,
And too old not to worry about what's to come,
There's a future that's faceless for now,
Without a carriage of burden of the things I don't do now,
It's like everyone around me has figured out how,
To live in this world and have a vow,
The bird without an aim is destined to die,
But death's to come whether or not I survive,
It sickens me and worries me,
What will I do?
Am I doing enough?
Will it be enough?
Days on days, I count my days,
Perhaps tomorrow I'll have an answer,
In the direction which I should row my way,
But it's an endless see of questions and wonder,
Will I be successful or will I be left,
It's become a burden now ,
To carry myself each day,
Do others fiddle with the same worries like I do?
If yes,why don't we unite and share this worry,
Worry of a future that we haven't seen.
But for today,if I live for tomorrow,
Will I ever live?
But for today,if I live for yesterday,
Have I ever lived?
Why do my dreams seem so foreign to me,
These questions are a leverage beneath my feet.
For the unseen future that we all share,
I wish us nothing but a face of a future,
More than being successful or with all the wealth,
I wish us a life in which we'd be happy and content,
A life where we can wake up tomorrow to see the face of sun,
For that,the face of future is nothing but my own,
Nothing but my own,
I shall decide, I'll be the master.
There are always consequences of my choices,
And choices of my consequences,
I don't wish a discrete answer,
But the one I don't regret.
I don't live for yesterday or tomorrow,
I live for today,
If I do a little then it'll accumulate and be something greater,
Greater than the face of a future I worry about today.
-Tamanna.

© CosmicWriter