Anuj Tikku

(10th may 1974 / Fathepur India)

choices


Choices
Decisions that one has to make
Choices and more choices for god sake
Go left or go right try and understand my plight
Buy, sell, book, copy or hold
To live is to decide I was told
Right from wrong on either side
Every right could end up wrong
Every wrong could turn into a song
Every decision once taken
Leads you to a door forsaken
I am entangled in the web of my choices
Even at night i hear voices
If things could have turned the other way
Would my choices be right what would you say
To choose something is to let go of the other
I ponder for long how will I decide
Oh boy! Life has taken me for a jolly good ride
If I choose correctly will I turn this tide
Or should I turn away and choose a different side

Submitted: Friday, December 14, 2012

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