A Hopeful Fight
From the mirror of my boyish mind
I see a reflection of a warrior's might
Full of majesty, one of a kind
Kingly, having the glory of a medieval knight
As I bloom, that image seems fading
Once lucid, now dull
A variant of my knightly dreamy self, I am now wading
A great soldier full of activity, now a budding youth caught up in a lull
I seem not to find myself
Childhood dreams long lost
Rigours of growth keeping me on the shelf
Of my infant reverie, I wish to reclaim what is lost
Onward, I will remain unyielding
Pressing on, my zeal undying
I see a reflection of a warrior's might
Full of majesty, one of a kind
Kingly, having the glory of a medieval knight
As I bloom, that image seems fading
Once lucid, now dull
A variant of my knightly dreamy self, I am now wading
A great soldier full of activity, now a budding youth caught up in a lull
I seem not to find myself
Childhood dreams long lost
Rigours of growth keeping me on the shelf
Of my infant reverie, I wish to reclaim what is lost
Onward, I will remain unyielding
Pressing on, my zeal undying
This Poems Story
Detailing the failures getting older poses. Childhood dreams and ambitions seem to vanish as we get older. This piece paints the picture of the struggles to keep our dreams alive.
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