The path


darkforest

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There lies a path snaking through a jungle
Hardly trodden and deceptive to most eyes
Ask travelers of this path and hear their sighs
“Not a welcome sign, no lights, no sights”
They ventured in but have returned midway
With words of advice to “help fellowmen”
They stutter and speak of impending doom
Of gnarled trees where weird voices whisper
Of strange weeds that no sickle can cut down
And of tangled boughs that block the blue skies
These advisers all come with hand-drawn maps
Showing well-lit ways and smooth pavements
With blue sky above, and green grass below
“These are the roads that we truly deserve,
Short, straight and sweet, signboards very neat”
Most people at this point make their decisions
Borrow the maps and notes with sheer relief
Yet, some persist with an unheard-of belief
They hack through bushes, thorns, and weeds
And just as the world starts with “We told you”
They emerge on the other side for all to envy
For they did get to see bright lights and sights
And of course, the “welcome sign” of success

 

 

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About CoherentBabbles (Dee)

I live life on my own terms, from eating chocolate icecream on a rainy evening to hopping into puddles to scribbling anything that impacts me to humming a tune lying on the couch. Yada yada. This is my scribble page - Life, as I see it.

Posted on March 6, 2017, in free-verse, freeverse, poem, poems, poetry, thought. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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