Junction

 

 

Two ways in front

No clue about either one

Sun is shining on both

Darkness will swallow both

On one I am tempted to walk

On the other, I might have to walk

Sitting at the junction

I am lost

Befuddled in mind

The heart is not in sink

There is no going back

What do I do?

To whom do I complain?

This is life

It gives you surprises

Rather shocks

When I embellished the fact

That life is simple

Life threw me into its complex texture

And I got entangled

Is there a panacea?

Well, it will take time

And you won’t die

What more do you need?

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