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Freek Groot Mar 2019
Flip a coin , let fate decide
What it will show , and what it will hide

In the air it revolves , round and around
To finally land with a face on the ground
Just one side makes no reality
Turn it over and think about what you see

With that single coin
You are as rich as can be
you do not always understand the other side of the story. But knowing that it is there is a start of good decision making.
RVani Kalyani Mar 2019
I keep on walking the road,
Feeling the wind so cold.
Have all my assets of life packed,
Still can't figure out what I lacked.
Going on,I just follow the way,
I'm not sure when I'll make hay.
Suddenly,I find the crossroads,
Me in the centre,beneath the clouds.
I can't decide,I just look up,
Want the Lord to ask me what's up?
In the situation of Robert Frost's,
Where do I go?Wish I had the hearts.
Should I go straight? No,left or right?
I'm confused,I can see no light,
Will time solve this or my mind?
Will both my way and life rhyme?
Confused to choose among 3 things,3roads,3destinations.
An inspiration from Robert Frost's "Road not taken".
Yet still confused....
Priya Gaikwad Mar 2019
How would you know?
If it doesn’t drive you mad,
If it doesn’t question your sanity,
How would you know?
If it doesn’t make you hate yourself & the whole world,
How would you know?
If it doesn’t ruin you,
How would you know?
If it doesn’t make you talk to yourself or the moon,
How would you know?
If it doesn’t make you do stupid things,
If it doesn’t make you a king/queen of bad decisions,
How would you know that it’s nothing but,
Insane, idiotic, and immeasurable love.
Tony Tweedy Mar 2019
Have you ever reached a crossroad in your life and with complacency or with fear of what left or right offers or entails, at high speed powered on, only to find it was actually a T junction?
Only then you realise that life has no reverse gear and that some walls are very hard?
Raven Woodfort Mar 2019
there’s a twinkle
little star
Will my footsteps lead me there?
The world’s spread out before
today
colourful carpet under
my feet, my say.
I am
the queen of my road,
I choose
the paths I wander...

little star,
twinkle more
I put my young hands
in that light of yours
Sing to me
the map of Life
Show me the trail
I will to live.
underestimated Mar 2019
I make bad decisions
I'm sorry but I'm not
I'm sorry you don't agree with my decisions
I am not sorry for the decisions that I make
I am living life
Let me LIVE
Sorry I guess...
Shaleek Mar 2019
I always wished one day I could just be FREE
yelling to myself to just let me be FREE
FREE from pain
FREE from hurt
FREE from insecurities
FREE from me
but the FREE I want isn't the ordinary FREE
FREE from oppression
FREE from tears
FREE from fears
FREE from me
just one day I just want to let me be FREE
FREE to express
FREE to speak
FREE to love
FREE to be me
but if I let me be FREE I wouldn't actually be FREE
because the FREE in me never tends to see itself be FREE
FREE loves instead of wanting and needing to be loved
FREE leans not onto own insecurities
FREE isn't feared to cry tears
FREE speaks and isn't afraid to express
but will my FREE tend to see the FREE that needs to be FREE
will FREE see the need to set FREE, FREE
maybe one day i'll be FREE
FREE to laugh
FREE to smile
FREE to believe
FREE to be me
maybe one day, just once, the FREE within me would acknowledge that FREE yearns to be FREE
but instead  my FREE tends to see FREE as FREE to be trapped within me
FREE notices imperfections and embraces them unlike me
FREE!
FREE!
FREE!
but until my FREE doesn't acknowledge itself as FREE
FREE will forever and always be trapped inside of me never to be FREE!
i just want to let me be FREE
FREE!
Its a very confusing poem but you have to see the word free as two different stand points fighting at each other. Focus on the words I, Myself, My, and Free. I have been through so much to the point that my mental see's the meaning of Free so differently then I have perceived it to be. Sometimes freedom of self is all you need and this is what I wanted.
This poem was written October 6, 2013, ENJOY!
Lost in my Head Mar 2019
Why am I the way I am
Why don’t I like my choices
Why am I so regretful in life
It’s simply my nature

It’s just the way I am
It’s just the choices I make
It’s the regrets I face
It’s simply my nature

If that’s just how you are
If those are your choices
If that’s the reason for my regrets
It’s simply your nature

If I still can’t let go
If I overthink everything I do
And keep looking at the past
I can’t stand my nature
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