At the tender age of five When ambitions soared high I thought of my future And wanted to be a millionaire. At the playful age of ten When there was no burden I made my aims certain To be like my father, a pilot or a captain. At the young age of fifteen When accepting life as seen And a doctor or engineer to be But ambitions ceased to be free. At the mature age of twenty Opportunities were plenty But ambitions were scarce As dreams became farce At the ripe age of thirty When in reproach and pity And my ambitions in vain I realise time and it's strain. This was the poem I've written at thirty When life was revolving around other's pity But now the essence of poems changed, After the age of forty attained. Now, I'm the queen , I'm the Freedom I'm the love of my own kingdom. 👑 Now, I know the new richness, It's the happiness of nothingness in vulnerable cosmic emptiness 💫 Before ending, would like to make you all remind, This is the same child inside 💃 #authorsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #authors #authorschallenge2019 #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrycommunity #poetrychallenge #poems #poetrycontest #amwriting #aspiringauthor #writer #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writers_den_ #writersofig #ambition #life #dream #freedom #kingdom #richness #queen #emptiness #alchemy https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu0ZQf9hDfG-zBuA38wYCUjVp6MuhqvhbgffFc0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1r64oqkhsj3op
