The Untaken Path Poem by Daya Nandan

There are times in life when we have to make a choice,
Either an option picked with logic or our inner voice,
Most times a decision is made based on temporary emotion,
Where logic is not seen, consequences flood like an ocean,

But worry not for heavy floods will eventually clear,
At times leaving you with wounds so bad and severe,
But if you survive the ordeal you can start to rebuild,
A future better than the old path you killed,

Though one can't help wonder about the road not taken,
A path that once stood ahead you that you had forsaken,
What would have happened, what could have been?
What would you be like if you had not committed that sin?

Curiosity clouds, though you should never let it control you,
For the estimated conclusions of missed options are not always true,
It could be a career choice, an act of anger or even an old love,
Fragments of the past with answers that lie with only god above,

And though some of us look at the present which such regret,
We have to keep making progress through our blood and sweat,
Live not in the past and wonder about what could have been,
For the circumstances of an alternate reality can never be clearly seen,

Merely a prediction, that is all the certainty you will truly ever get,
Because life is a drawing without an eraser, there is no button for reset,
The realities we choose are ours to live by with each living breath,
Moving forward in the time we have until we age to our death,

Although at times miracles do happen once in a blue moon,
Chances that mos't don't ever see coming too soon,
The old untaken road might just stand before you once again,
And you will be left to choose once again with the wisdom in your brain.