Having goals is anyone's game to play but its a game that can be easily lost because it is not for the faint hearted. You may wonder where i am going with this , well today i will be blogging about having goals and what it takes to achieve them in a form of a poem. This is because just like everyone i have goals i want to achieve and within a certain time frame. I want to graduate , find a good job in advertising , i aspire to start my own company that will provide the best advertising you will ever imagine and walk the journey with everyone with my blog.

Dear Future Goals

I have thoughts, i have dreams

I have beliefs, values and importances

But i always write a letter 

in my heart that reads; 

Dear future goals

Don't ever let me down, 

Don't ever give up on me

Don't give my blessings away

You shine so bright like sun rays,

into a Gardening flowers.

They blossom, they give hope,

They give life.

I fear not having you in my mind, 

You are a second wife to a widowed  husband

Because you come so strong, yet leave so suddenly

I may not know how to run away from tourmenting

fears;

But i favor fruitful thoughts.

Dear future goals fear not,

For i am closer than you think

Sincerely yours

Ambition. 

I have always wanted to start a blog but i never knew how but when my Public Relations lecturer said we are going to create one i was so excited, now i have created one and i feel its going to be a great journey! so today will be my first post, and i am dedicating this poem i am going write to everyone who has realized their identity in this world and that being different is not a bad thing. There will be people who will try to press you down but learn to find yourself again, it goes a little something like this:

I Remember Me

I remember her free spirit, i remember her kindness.

I remember her courage, i remember her love and respect.

She always did put someone else before her,

Her bravery built her and in a way shielded her.

She was her own hero.

I remember her smile, her laugh and tears of her cry,

were like needles poked directly in my heart.

I felt her pain, 

I felt her cry.

I remember THEM shutting HER out, 

I remember THEM suppressing HER voice.

I remember THEM caging HER freedom, 

but the amazing thing about HER she never gave up

Only then they realized her potential,

Only then they realized her uniqueness.

Chance after chance, try after try,

problems became probable possibilities,

Her  endurance dazzled with her.

The CANT'S  and CAN NOT'S made her capable

of wanting more .

Yes i remember her alive and well

 Actually her story is true revelation of what is Now and

the reality of the future Me, I REMEMBER ME!