"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Monday, June 9, 2014

Not Too Long At A Fork

If indecisive when roads cross on
Follow the path that you are on.

It may not hold the charm of newness
To tickle your adventurous senses,

May but holds the comfort of familiarity
To save you from unknown hostility.

Once decision made to your heart's delight
Follow the path aimed with all your might.

Detrimental is not the fork but standing
Confused and still too long at a fork.

A road carries many secrets to explore
Infinite resides in its bosom to adore.

Swaggering the road sans hesitation

Leads you slowly into desired perfection.

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