False Path Poem by Barry Middleton
False Path
I die with so much yet undone
I put off a home for a house
I dealt with the world of worry
and lost my peace of mind
the road was a blind dead end
no way to turn back now
I will not have the time I crave
I am too weak for tears
now I can only find regrets
I never knew the answers
what was I supposed to do
I took the false path long ago
It reminds me the poem of Frost I translated The road taken....Between the thousands of roads ahead us to be taken we just took by hazard the one we walked.And we do regret thinking of the thousand possibilities lost.But it worths to think that we were happy to have taken one.
Frost's The Road not Taken is one of my favorite poems. He was right, whatever path we choose will make all the difference.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 9:10:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well so many of us can relate to it. I'm terribly bad at making decisions. In the end all you r left with are regrets. A single mistake can determine the course of our life. I think it's convenient to put the blame on destiny. I do that. lol
I'm so bad at making decisions that I quit making them. Glad to find I am not alone.