Escaping Choices
There is this Day
Of my this state
I want to work out
choices that are hard to relate.
It leaves me to adjourn
the pain eventually
to fit in what to learn.
It burns me to question
if I am worthy of worth?
Whole of my journey seems
divided
when whole of me still stands
united
with the heart I wished for
these wishes
to learn and the growth
outshined all the other priorities.
I am still here
when I tell I cant
make choices from
the choices I have made.
When now comes the time
to choose path
To follow or to create.
I stand still
to avoid
So it would become too late.
To make a choice appropriate.
But this doesn’t go
with the delay
slowly I am turning low.
So There is this Day
Of my this state
I want to work out
choices that are hard to relate.
Escape is no choice,
and fear isn’t the only Bondage
I am freaking out
If I could make to
this cycles break through.
(Need of some encouraging thoughts )
Copyright © Sonali Thakur | Year Posted 2019
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