Choices

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The crimson bright sun,

Shone too high in my sky.

The bliss of the still sea,

Seemed too tranquil to me.

The dense abandoned woods,

Made its silence ring in my ears for good.

Way too far, I see green pastures,

Way too far, I see ruminants,

Way too far, I see a world beneath.

 -labored by time and beefs with uprising tense,

 -yearning for their mishaps to be cleansed,

 -making their own feelings traumatized, sensed.

Oh, I have a time piece that made a tick,

For I, have to choose a path quick.

I wish there was guidance

 -to my questioned shoulder piece,

For my perplexity to be seized.

Life is a controversy with this dilemma on,

For me to acquire peace before the dawn!!

By Minu (Inspired from-The Road Not Taken by Robert Lee Frost)