BAD CHOICES
•BAD CHOICES•
In the dance of love, they chose amiss,
Partners whose embrace stung like a kiss.
It's a world of nuts thread and bolts,
Also, a world of sharpeners and pencils.4
The sharpener is in a union with a nut thread,
Oh, what a misfit, though a disaster withheld.
The pencil found solace in a bolt head.
According to feelings, a match quite unique,8
But deep inside, their hearts yearned for a love to seek.
Days went by but the pencil grew weary & alone,
The sharpener struggled to find a place to be shown.¹¹
We witnessed the allure of their charming art,
But soon their love became a poisoned dart.
In their eyes, a tempest lurking deep,
Their promises, like shadows, couldn't keep.¹5
They mistook their lies for the sweetest truth,
Oh, how they yearned for the days of youth.
Destiny created a scene, as their paths align,
In an unexpected twist, their feelings intertwine.¹?
A spark ignited, a connection unsurpassed,
As the pencil & sharpener crossed paths at last.
But from their misstep, they couldn't emerge anew,
A heart once soldout to false choice, now beats true.²³
For in the pain of wrong steps of those days,
They found the light & vision of a better place,²5
And learnt a lesson in the school of choices;
Whether it's in marriage or any endeavour,
The sad truth might be too late to savour.
Don't wait for long & still make a bad decision.
Making the best choice should be your mission.³°
•Vick Manuel Poetry• {VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright © December 27th, 2023.
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Victor Immanuel
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