The Twisting Jagged Road

Difficult is this twisting jagged road;
Braided with all the wrong choices sallowed.
Daunting is a turn at the ominous intersection;
But unknown is its mysterious destination.
Shall a turn be embraced, a Rubicon crossed.;
A burning candle at noon, lost and perplexed.
Merry there is none for evil of the past;
A carnival of frayed shards on your history lashed.
In this maze of nothingness, chaos and confusion;
Why shan't take the tunnel unknown in trepidation?
But if standing on the other side a velvet fate;
You lose and lost each time and still be placid?

If I could bear only two paper wings;
Fly over the shadows and to the peaks;
of destiny shall await me high up there.
But they say final destiny only is death;
Then why not take the sidewalk;
and crawl to the end.

Author's Note

This is my very first poem. So I really need your reviews and suggestions. Thank you all :)

Reviews

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I like this write, I think you did an amazing job on this.