Poetry,Day Ten: Future
Poetic Form : Sonnet
To an infant
An unknown world awaits you, sweet baby,
Then the fast changing world makes you wonder,
Why is everything looking so shabby,
Who’s responsible for this awful blunder!
You will think hard to find a solution,
You decide to take matters in your hands,
For this you’ll set the wheels in motion.
Not caring toiling on the burning sands!
You call for help, but there’s no one around,
Exhausted you sit and you feel lost
Suddenly you hear a loud sound,
‘ Stay strong I’ll join you at any cost!’
Then you see this awesome guy,
Who says, ‘I told you I’d come by.’
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Sabethville 