Pointy Poems

So life has been rather confusing

My future is now in the past

The potential to be

An incredible me

An illusion that just couldn’t last

 

And yet I am not disappointed

Some wishes I made have come true

And those that have not 

Could be part of the plot 

Where I just didn’t notice the clue

 

We all think of life as a story

Which follows a narrative thread 

Life’s labyrinth though

Turns out not to be so

And the twine’s Ariadne’s instead

 

Like Theseus’ labyrinth mission

Life needs a symmetrical arc

The minotaur slain 

We must get out again

Or be lost in the labyrinth’s dark

 

Thus we seek to regain our beginnings 

So to fathom our middle and end 

And we follow the twine

We unravelled behind

And it leads us to where we began

 

From the end we look back at our future

We have witnessed the Minotaur’s might

So we counsel our youth

With our measure of truth

And tell our young selves it’s alright

 

Yes life has been rather confusing

My future is still in the past

The things I knew then

Might be useful again

When I who came first come in last