

25 Year Old Boy
Wordsworth said, “Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility”.
On the night of my 25th birthday, this September 14th, I was hanging with a few friends and late into the night, I found a corner and I took on a voyage through my past. I must have found serenity, because I came up with some of the best poems I have ever written.