Youthfulperspectives

The mind panics as you mount the stage over the future of your coming age What to be? What to do? As life questions seek to bombard you And like a scholar with poor preparation for a test, You give little or no feedback to these questions Your fears begins to pilot your thinking Your mind gets occupied with doubt Till the shackles of a sunless sky cloud the path on which you always rely You become effortlessly skeptical of what it is to come You sew a corn seed but doubt if you’ll   reap a corn in return Now that schooling is over, what is left for you? Will you land that dream job? Will you even fulfill half of your fantasies? Will your pastures ever be green like a well watered lawn or scanty like an overgrazed land Without the blessings of dungs to yield its growth But hold on a minute Why allow the fear of the unknown torture you? Like a mother at the peak of conception Why not look  back reminiscing obstacles long crossed Ba...

The war between the heart and the head, is a tough one. Your head tells you, this is it! And For a second, your heart agrees with you. Then it pushes you to do the direct opposite. Why? Why can't all of me say the same thing? Why does the heart make this so hard? It should be easy. But oh no! The heart has to make it tough. Maybe my head is the wrong one here. Maybe I should follow my heart. At least,It has not lead me down a wrong path in a while. Or has it? My head says. Thinking about it, actually involves my head. It is saying one thing, And the feeling which involves my heart is saying another. Should I think or should I feel? Let's start from the genesis. Maybe I can think or feel my way out of this mess I got myself into. We were good at the beginning, until he became an addiction, my addiction. I stopped thinking rationally when it comes to him a long time ago. I guess my head went on a vacation. Little things became very big. Big things became little and I wa...