CHOICES

I realise that there are no readers to my boring blogs. But who cares. I shall blend back into the world from which I try to rise and stand apart. But writing, I guess, is not my cup of tea.

So here's another attempt to please myself.'

I wrote this poem quite sometime ago... the title is "CHOICES"

Here I stand facing diverging roads
Very different from what I've seen before.
Unaware of what lies far ahead
On the various paths present,
I yearn for a guiding hand.

Despite a huge circle of friends
I stand alone confused.
As each one of them have a vision
Of the very distant future, and
Prepare to tread along their chosen routes

The best help is miles away
Immersed in their own problems of the day.
The safest choice for me is to follow the trend
And avoid the road less often taken
Keeping in mind that the safest might not turn out to be the best

Such thoughts trouble me even more
As I'm shaken down to the very core'
Still unaware of what I fear more
Encountering failure on the empty road
Or the absence of satisfaction where the traffic flows

While one path leads to my heart's desire,
Though it does so in a vulnerable manner,
The other guides me to mental secutiry
And that too in a very secure fashion.
Thus making the choice hard to make.

Here I stand facing diverging roads
Very different from what I've seen before
Unaware of what lies far ahead
On the various paths present,
Clinging on hope to survive this enigma

I finally choose to ride the wave
And, for once, submit to the circumstances
Hoping that it doesn't make
Me regret at later stages.
So I just ride along only to be
Thrown on to a piece of land
Where I know what I need
And work towards realising some new-born dreams.