The Choice

The Choice

A Poem by Sonia

He reached out a hand
and offered me Eden
offered my the blissful fields of paradise
offered me a home

But i could not answer him
I could not pass through my lips
what was not in my heart
what was not in my dreams

"Give me not your gardens,
give my not your joys
give me not the endless days of sun
give me hell"

And he laughed with a quiver
questioned me why
wondered why the greatest of gifts
was so ill welcomed

"Because men aren't meant to sit idle
not to smile and watch the stars
they long the thrill, the pain
they long the gentle scars

If you make them sit so
tie the to the incessant joy
they will become hollow
they will weep

Because men need something to grasp
they need something new
a gentle song will tire them so
but a rhapsody will do"

And so the fist closed and away he sent
my turbid soul, scarcely clad
and within those roaring embers
finally i was glad

© 2010 Sonia


Author's Note

Sonia
Which would you chose?

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beautiful work..

Posted 13 Years Ago


when it is pure and true and right your soul is aware settle for nothing less

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nicely done. I notice layers of themes that were placed togther with care. I like how you culminated the work ~ my turbid soul, scarcely clad ~ I think you were being figurative and the idea of being a naked, angry soul is a palpable one. Good read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I actually turned down marriage to someone I did not love , who would have provided me with wealth past the dreams of avarice. I have never been sorry, I may be poor in money, but I am rich in friends, love and life experiences.
I am cognizant you were not speaking literally; I would not choose ease.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Your wisdom in your words are true. Men want fast and too quickly. Good things take time. Sometime if something don't feel right. We better listen to our mind and heart. I like the story in the poem. So many lines stood out.
"Because men aren't meant to sit idle
not to smile and watch the stars
they long the thrill, the pain
they long the gentle scars"
A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was simply amazing, the last stanza was perfection. *favorites* :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


I agree, and i chose the world in which the person spoke of. Eden is perfection, but imperfection is always refreshing. Without mistakes, without problems, life would jsut be boring :) I hope i understood this poem, and if i didn't, i apologize lol. Anyways, thanks for posting! It was beautiful!

xoxo Caitlyn xoxo

Posted 14 Years Ago



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