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Illustration by @luciesalgado
Walking down the lane of my life
Here I stand now..
At the divergence
Just like Robert Frost's 'Two roads'
That diverged in the yellow wood
I guess this is where
My liberty ends
And I need to make a choice.
The thing is, I know,
Where each one should lead me to.
So, the decision should not be tough, right?
But Just like the lane splitting into two roads,
I am disunited.
Oh dear brain,
You know exactly
What is better and why
So I try to follow you.
You seem to know everything
Except that
How to control my feet
That, time and again, pace to the other alley.
And I then have to drag them
Back from there,
No matter how ahead I were, I revert.
But only to find myself
At the crossroads again.
With that same absurd
Yet confusing dilemma.
You tell me -
"We've done this
Over and over again... "
You reason me to do what's right
I condense and solidify myself
And listen to you.
But everytime,
Just at the blink of the eye,
I'm again on the road
That shouldn't have been taken
As if I'd been sleep walking,
Rewinding back towards the intersection
And then to the disallowed roadway.
There is a guilty and a sly smile on my face
As if my feet were mocking my mind.
To my surprise
They were never so powerful before.
But anyway
Here I am
At the crossroads again.
27 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Updated on May 13, 2017
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