My Greatest Journey

For more than thirty years

I have wasted my time

Thinking myself that 

I'm an adventurer of 

All sorts of  'big things'


I used to write poems

And was appreciated

By a small literary circle



I used to tell stories

With a knack of suspense,

By which my friends circle 

Used to become ecstatic


I've instantly become a 

Superhuman being

Among my circle

And started to think 

I'm 'so great'


But one day at the dawn,

After a deep sleep,

I found myself 

As a big 'NOTHING'


Since that moment

I stopped writing poems,

Stopped telling stories, and 

Stopped all sorts of 'NONSENSE'

I've been doing so far


Then I closed my eyes

And started my inner journey 

In the depths of my heart

Seeking my beloved Atheetha


This journey

Towards my inner-most core

Might be the ONE

I've ever craved for

Since the dawn of the time


I strongly feel that

This's a kingly game

Of all sorts of silly games

Being played so far 

By Gods and humans
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Toluwalope Gideon Avatar
December 21, 2016 at 12:53 AM
Life itself is a journey, well written...
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