Imaginative pride!

That was one road of mine,

A journey, that my heart did 

combine.

My breathe, my knowledge;

It was amiss a confusion but 

I sensed in it patronage.

Yes, I had it deep within me,

Somehow a feel, a potential lit.

Yes, I could make it to the stars,

I could gain as a journey was to pass.

I had for this reason, waited for miles

and hours,

I had nothing to lose, but encompass.

Yes, my life would get a road to follow,

An eclipse to sight, a bucket no longer

to be hollow.

My mind makeup was strengthened,

With every click of the clock.

Dreams were imagined and blend,

With surprise of a win, until a shock,

did dent.

Still, I believe I can take it ahead,

Well, going through roughness, only cleans;

There is a lot to accompany along the stead,

Until my boundaries outgo the fence.

Let me walk and not disappear,

There's a lot to imbibe and steer. 

Whether I waste my time,

I shall be myself, oh spirit of mine.

I would wait for myself, until I hear;

That there's a lot to come, nothing to fear.

I don't follow directions and lines,

Everything to me is my heart, that sublimes.

Poetic sense or attitude say it,

I don't follow any distant warrior;

For my road is simply mine in wit,

I am adamant, egoistic, my own saviour.