Life at times can be filled with turmoil,
not knowing which way it wants to go.
It runs one way and then runs another.
Confusion strikes your mind,
making you unsure what to do.
Whether you want to stay or go with the flow.
There is another alternative
and that is to run away.
Get lost in the far maddening crowd
that seek no pleasures
wherever they wander to
and take solace in the fact
there maybe millions like you,
or you could stay at home
and live with the confusion
that slowly eats away at your soul.
10 April 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem