I've reached the end of this year
and when I look back,
I see all the the streets that
go unnoticed
but I had happened to take them,
and wonder how the things
we usually wouldn't choose
are the ones that end up right.
I had totally ignored the roads
with signs.
I know my story would've been
different then.
The year has taught me lots.One: I have the choices right
in my fingertips.Two: I have to pay heed;
listen closely to a bold voice in
the back of my head, telling me
that I'm doing a good job.
And that I don't have to worry
about who has stayed.
And who has left.Three: I don't have a third.
I always run out of a third one.It has always been either this road
or the other.
You got to make a quick decision.Maybe my third is what
I have never done before.
The one I'd do next:Take the road that's deserted.
That's never taken.: thank you.
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PoetryPOETRY. we are more astronomical than any word in the world tells us. we are mankind. cover art, AYA TAKANO © 2021, khadija faleel.