Tuesday, December 8, 2009

CHOICE


drops of water,exciting the sand;
just the right moment,for time with self;
taking a walk along the wet roads;
to myself - I listen, to myself- I tell;
while walking,happened to spot;
a face,hiding behind a beard;
walking the way,tasting burnt leaves;
he waved, i'm sure we ve never met;
still i waved back,saw in his face- peace;
was it true ? perpetual?
answer partly known;
or partly hidden??? i wish i knew;
is 'mind' something which we don't own?
i realized,its about choice,one has to chose;
and man was never sure;
whether,
TO WIN OR TO LOSE;
my choice,
always open;
its still raining here;
and i'm just few steps away;
there lies- my daily dose of cancer !!

2 comments:

sent_Astarl Notions said...

makes to go for a dose..

Random What said...

but i chose the rain (very recently)