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By supriyamothay on 05/29/2011
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I stand at the cross-roads, two paths before me,
One leads me to the place where I want to be,
I use my judgment to make a wise choice,
But my chosen path offends some other’s poise,
Slowly I struggle, but see myself yielding,
And my conscience continues its silent pleading,
But my choices are governed by other’s dreams,
And I get carried away by their choicest streams,
I stop to think, but do I have that option?
And then I defy my entire mind’s caution,
And cave in to the pressure exerted by another hand,
And decide to leave my wishes tightly canned.


I stood there
But often
Decisions are governed
By someone else
Their desires
What am I then?
But a doll
With strings
In another’s hands


© By supriyamothay On 5/29/2011 8:06:19 AM
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