Purity Or Passion

Two paths lay in front of me One was lit with the colors of purity The other was strewn with the colors of passion And I Stood, still, forsaken Looking at them And wondering which one to choose! The battle that waged in me was horrific My heart conflicted with my soul My desires clashed with my principles My feminine yearnings longed to be satiated But my conception of life simply tried to suppress these! I stood, looking at them both for a long time Dawns arose And dusks dozed off Each at their respective time While, I, stood, just like a marble statue Wondering at which would be my wisest choice! But when existence itself had had enough It blew across my gaze A stark picture of truth Which, when I lay my eyes on, shook and jolted me! Pray,I knew then, which was to be my choice Passion is bound to bring heartbreaks, Purity, on the other hand, brings about sooth and peace!