Expectations

 By Tanisha Khanagav

I'm lost in my own world

The same one I drew pathways in

It's suddenly all blue and cold

This isnt something that I imagined 

The feeling of familiarity 

It's not there anymore

Theres so much disparity 

Even at the very core

I had taken pencils and drawn every city

Sketched and coloured all these leaves

But being here, I just feel guilty

Like I'm part of some group of thieves

What I had drawn and panned out 

Its nothing similar to our whereabout 

So tell me where we are at present

Tell me which way is right

I'm trying to find the world I'd drawn

The world which was yellow and bright.

About the author:

My name is Tanisha Khanagav, I'm pursuing my Bachelor's degree in journalism and Mass Communication. I started writing poetry when I was in 10th grade, and I've never stopped since. I've always been an outgoing personality, but poetry for me was always more than that, I could be introverted, scared, happy, inquisitive and so much more all at once. Poetry showed me that I can embrace a lot of feelings and thoughts through my words, without being afraid of judgement. I'm 21 now, it's been 5½ years of writing, and I can't wait for more.