At crossroads I stand
every day, each moment:
the eternal problem – ‘to be or not to be’
is there for one and all.
Accepting and rejecting
the track unbeaten;
wary of all, yet, being the fearless.
Path often visited
invites one and all;
the untrodden is taken
by those desiring lonely tops;
they often end up proud
being lonely in the crowd.
I stand and stare,
stare hard at the two,
refusing to choose one;
but still cannot leave the two.
Life freezes,
but time doesn’t;
then I am led,
and now am a part of it,
a successful loser,
a part of the mob,
a part of the oft trodden.
every day, each moment:
the eternal problem – ‘to be or not to be’
is there for one and all.
Accepting and rejecting
the track unbeaten;
wary of all, yet, being the fearless.
Path often visited
invites one and all;
the untrodden is taken
by those desiring lonely tops;
they often end up proud
being lonely in the crowd.
I stand and stare,
stare hard at the two,
refusing to choose one;
but still cannot leave the two.
Life freezes,
but time doesn’t;
then I am led,
and now am a part of it,
a successful loser,
a part of the mob,
a part of the oft trodden.
© Amritbir Kaur