These blank pages
right before my eyes
Are like the future days
of my life
yet to live by.
Staring. Waiting. Unfolding.
Boundless.
Scary. Exciting. Hopeful -
Empty...
After three decades of existence
It's like coming back to puberty -
Confusion.
Only that you feel wiser
Because by now you've learnt
a lot from your stupid mistakes
and you've survived many
of life's battles...
Yet the unknown which is
called 'Tomorrow' awaits,
Inviting. Challenging. Taunting.
Calling.
And I-
I'm responding
Like how this blank page of my journal
is now full.
I will hold nothing back.
If I held Nothing Back
I would no longer be enigmatic. :)