One of these days will find you

At the needle tip of what was to be and what will be

You feel the weight of immense gravity

Be courageous yet as vulnerable as a child

Gravity, you need to find the strength to rise above

Child-like, you open that magical door to your dreams

Above and beyond the realities you know to be true

Dreams are made, they are made to be realised

True and false exist in such a narrow myopic realm.

Dear Readers,

Today is the 26th day of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015. The prompt today was to write a loop poem as follows:

  • Take the last word of a line. Skip a line. Use that word as the first word of that line.

Till tomorrow,



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