Poets logo

Future imagination

What future holds don't know

By Lajuk anjumPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Future imagination
Photo by Benjamin Davies on Unsplash

Where drones have now begun to hum,

No more the sound of engines drum,

The stars blink down on mirrored steel,

A world reshaped by thought and will.

The oceans glow with gardens deep,

Where corals sing and circuits sleep,

Machines that breathe, and roots that talk,

And towers grown from seeds that walk.

No child goes hungry alone,

A thousand voices in each home,

Earth's languages are combined,

In pulses sent through light and time.

We walk on moons, and dive through Mars,

Our memories encoded stars.

The past a ghost, the wars a myth,

Forgiveness carved in data glyphs.

Still, we proceed hand in hand

Through fields where augmented winds blow,

And poets write in code and clay,

The dreams of this, a brighter day.

inspirationalfact or fictionAcrostic

About the Creator

Lajuk anjum

Stari

Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.

Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.

Subscribe For Free

Reader insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment
    Written by Lajuk anjum