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Shashi Nov 2017
Two roads diverged
And though he wanted to chose the first
But He couldn't

He saw her standing there
And all the good things ahead
He wished to chose the first
But he just couldn't

And a tear rolled down his cheeks
As he stepped onto the second
And though he wanted to smile
He couldn't

He waved a goodbye
And moved on

Between love and his dreams
He wished he could have both
And he kept on walking
He knew,  he couldn't !!
Fictional Write inspired by 'The road not taken' by Sir Robert Frost. Although the context is a bit different, I suppose.
Very often, in our lives we have situations where we need to chose between what looks good and what is right. The decision is hard to make and you could only wish that why they both aren't the same!!
You've been through so much.
Them boys lost all your trust.
Let me be your 'pick me up'.
I'll try my hardest not to rush.

Your eyes show me all your shame, your pain.
Your words show me all your pain, your shame.
Your heart wasn't there cuz its broke, so broke.
I can fix that, I will fix that, let me fix the broken pieces babe.

If I have ever gave you a reason to doubt.
Let me show you How loud my heart can honestly shout.
Cuz when im around you that's all it'll ever do.
I knew from the very first day I'd only want you.

You are so strong.
But around me you get so weak.
All I see is gold.
Took a peek inside your soul.

But your eyes are filled with shame, your pain.
And your words are filled with pain, your shame.
I have found your heart, its fixed so fixed.
Told you I'd do it, yes I did it, yes I did it, did it all for you.

If I have ever gave you a reason to doubt.
Let me show you How loud my heart can honestly shout.
Cuz when im around you that's all it'll ever do.
I knew from the very first day I'd only want you.
Reaching deeper into my heart I managed to find this gem and put it to paper. Now I am sharing it with you all, another chapter in my life.
Chosen things from rows of things
Deciphering the prose of things
Weigh the highs and lows of things
Parse the why's and woes of things

The endgame shame of choosing things
You choose a thing you lose a thing
Just like you never knew the thing
And naturally you'll rue the thing

In time your mind may skew the thing
Season how you view the thing
The reasons why you choose a thing
Contrarily imbue the thing
Its just you and I.
You could always see through my lies.
When you left me behind.
Your tears fell from my eyes.

Even though I broke your heart, my scar.
Glad to see you know you're a star, my star.
And even though our love is far, so far
Please don't leave me, please don't leave me, please don't leave me, Don't you leave me babe.

If I could rewind time to when you were my first.
You know i'd erase the time I became your worst.
Please believe in me when i say that I learned.
It was your love, your love, your love, that I always have yearned.

Can there be an us?
Even though I lost all your trust.
Don't give up on me .
I need more than just your lust.

Yes I know I broke your heart, my scar.
But you will always know you're a star, my star.
So sad to see our love is far, so far
Please dont leave me, please dont leave me, please don't leave me, Dont you leave me.

If I could rewind time to when you were my first.
You know i'd erase the time I became your worst.
Please believe in me when i say that I learned.
It was your love, your love, your love, that I always have yearned.
The second part the mysterious stranger I had once fell in love with
Lydia Nov 2017
Listen,
I know this isn't a part of your life you want to remember
So don't.
Don't remember sitting here on this uncomfortable couch
Don't remember the nightsmares or chemistry homework at four in the morning
You don't have to.
But I promise that there will be more crazy school weeks
There will be more restless weekends
And there will be more regrets
Sweetheart, you don't have to regret this.
Wherever you are, you deserve to be there
Whatever decisions you've made, you had to choose
So here you are. Be brilliant. Enjoy it. Please don't think about me anymore.
I am one of your low points. I'm sure you'll have lots of them. So I give you permission.
Bury me.
I wrote journals whil I was in an abusive relationship several years ago. As I read through them, I wrote candid and genuine "notes from future me," as if I could go back, take my own advice and do it differently. So even though I'm having to make hard choices right now, I know that future me will have a different perspective, and she'll be facing new challenges and want some of the big sister advice that she always wishes I could hear for herself. Even if I can't forgive some of the things I've done at this point, she will.
If you could tell yourself something in the past, what would you say?
Jamie Lee Oct 2017
Cogitating our path,
the many possibilities,
what has been, and yet to be.

Deliberating the actions,
or words that were spoken,
which have set me free.

Eluding the dramatics,
my conscious is aware,
of all that I am, or do.

Analyzing behaviours,
weighed without bias,
seeking what is true.

Discovering that lines,
may be deceiving,
questioning the certain.

Enlightening experiences,
much remains unknown,
hidden behind the curtain.
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