Choices

Sometimes the road

Comes to an end

There’s always a path

In one of the bends

We blind our eyes

Don’t look around

Fear something new

Can’t hear a sound

Stories in the wind

Telling new tales

Journeys to be taken

Just let yourself go - sail

 

It’s all about the choice

Braving stormy seas

Listening to our soul

Praying on one knee

Take the hidden turn

Wipe away wet fear

Your heart wants anew

Dry those dripping tears

You’ll always find a reason

To stay standing where you are

Get past it and get moving

Make a choice and go far

 

I’ve made my way in life

Done some things wrong

Running  through my days

Sometimes without a song

Even when it gets dark

I find some hopeful light

Pushing thru the muck

Never giving up the fight

Can’t say it’s all been easy

But my heart finds me a hoist

Whispered paths reveal my soul

In the end it’s my choice

Reviews

[Maria M.]

Between this poem and "Ticktock" i sense theme and it is really intriguing that you would select such a topic of making the choice to deny time the pleasure of owning you! The last stanza did get a little choppy but other than that wow! wonderful work!

[James Jason Dye]

Excellent poem I say, but my feelings about it are a mixed-bag. There's many abstractions at work here and I can't help but feel like the message would be improved if they were changed into something more concrete, but in the end, it's your choice. :)