Future is a mysterious construct of time, where the outcome is yet to be seen. Still, individuals are relying on their plans, no matter the odds of life’s randomness. Pursuing the uncertain event in hope to gain a memory, as the moment will vanish in the fog of the past, is a worthwhile approach where one can already see the inner value regarding the level of excitement towards that come what may – like I am really excited for Christmas already.
The poem is in the style of ABCCBA.
I give you
Awoken from an active slumber
Of daily life routine.
What once rested in a process
Continuously in time’s progress
Is shaken by adrenaline
Designed the quietude to cumber.
The engine of strong chambers two
In rushing frequency
Pumping faster the fiery liquid
To keep the soul of living vivid,
Foster every agency
Within its assigned impact purview.
Invisible frisson grace in silence
As a sliding veil
Forcing to give in the dictation
Of skin constrictive horripilation
Ready to avail
The increasing excitement for reliance.
Pupils are dilating in a mix of green
Breath is taken away
Longing lips can’t contain a smile
Even time is stopping for a while
When on display
I see the countdown on the screen.
It looks like my poetry muscle hasn’t been trained for a while. Maybe you can help me get fit again. Just post your idea, topic or word you want to read a poem about in the comment section below.