Ode to an Existentialist
Have you ever wondered has any other being asked, 'What is my purpose? Who am I?'
By Ayesha JavedPublished 8 years ago • 1 min read
My past, present, and future.
Twisted into the lines on my palm, hidden between the words I speak.
Who am I? Who can I be? Where do I want to find myself?
A new awakening, a new dawn.
Yet so far it cannot be conceived, and so near it’s only but a blur.
The dreams, the hopes, the memories!
To cherish what was and encourage what will be.
Courage or compliance?
To be a bystander or walk within.
Decision that need, attention they seek.
Strength to face them and steadiness in stance.
Hands! Shake not. Answer!
To die tomorrow, or hardly live?
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