Kranthi Pothineni

The Choice - Poem by Kranthi Pothineni

Once again the sun burned
One more new day started
To make me older by a day
But this new day is not so

I raised from bed with surprise
To find I'm away from home
And to find I slept on street
Where I used to play my ball

I got up and started to run
My jogging to home is hard
The images on path are sad
And all streets are looking bad

The place I buy food is nude
Place I meet friends also ends
And my home merged in loam
Along with my beat and blood

My cry is loud in the crowed
Misery smiled on us like wild
But inner voice made a choice
And made my left hand to ink

To ink about all our boats sink
In waters of deep blue and flu
Were we had to swim and cure
Both the worlds of his and you

Comments about The Choice by Kranthi Pothineni

  • (1/29/2010 12:36:00 PM)

    nice simile

    Misery smiled on us like wild

    nice confessive poem, touching
    (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (1/28/2010 7:07:00 AM)

    good write well express 10 (Report) Reply

  • (1/27/2010 7:07:00 AM)

    its s good poem and some lines are really very finely writeen. (Report) Reply

  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (1/27/2010 2:23:00 AM)

    it made me rate it 10 (Report) Reply

  • (1/27/2010 2:16:00 AM)

    Like walking in the’s free and real...but could I do...'a Choice that
    nobody can do for you'....and only your great faith has the chance to reach....
    an awesome for reflection....God bless...10 +++++
    (Report) Reply

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (1/26/2010 6:57:00 PM)

    Time passes like this making us older day by day. The choice for us is limited in this passing time. (Report) Reply

  • (1/26/2010 3:46:00 PM)

    Like does take changes (Report) Reply

Read all 7 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

[Report Error]