Posted in Poetry

Note To Self

The time for introspection has ended
the reality of the fact I must face
the life I wanted to live is beyond reach
and I must consider the alternative space.

I can’t paint and write and sing and act
to the level and degree I would like
Now I see it has been an unrealistic desire
that for years I continued to aspire.

but it won’t change the reality of yearnings had
which for months and years made me quite sad
now I must concede
its the mature thing I need
to get me on track to achieving the max
in one or two areas
of which I must choose
and that will be another note to self
for right now I don’t know what to do



A creative nut with endless possibilities to offer the world. Just need to start with one possibility - my words.

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