By Arya Salimon Sudhilal
The winds of change blow over me,
It was a gentle breeze in the beginning,
Later became the tornado of uncertainty,
As I long for the comfort of certainty.
I sometimes long for a solid tomorrow,
A calm, unwavering future of certainty,
Knowing that everyday will look the same,
The comfort of monotonous hereafter.
As time went by, I learned the hard way,
To embrace the gift of unpredictability,
Not knowing where my feet took me,
Into a meadow or quick sand.
The feeling of heart racing every moment,
Stomach dropping as if I’m on a ride,
My life has become a roller coaster ride,
Of emotions and encounters.
The highs and lows, the cheers and tears,
The knowledge that my life is a mess,
The ache for perfection and stability long gone,
As I dive into dark ocean of uncertainty.
By Arya Salimon Sudhilal
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