On a crossroad I stand
Not knowing which to choose
Undecided where my feet will land
For it is the future that I win or life that I lose
One path seem wide and good
I can even hear music gay
Attracted by its festive mood
And bright, blinding lights along its way
The other is dark and dim
You can hardly see what's in
Woods are quiet; rocks are firm
You'll never know what it may bring
So I took the wider one
For I was blinded by the world
I rejected the road of victory
That has a better ending for me
I took the other path
Of worldly wants and trends
Now, there is no turning back
As I meet the sign that says: "DEAD END."
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Ink and Letters
PoesíaFor the mind thinks, the heart beats. For your imagination creates, your dreams debate. For smiles are endless, words are fearless. And the mess of ink on your hands builds a haven of rhymes, of love, of times. A collection of poems about love, life...
