Life's Crossroad

Life's Crossroad

A Poem by Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)

I traveled all way long,
Joining hands with my family and friends,
I traveled in the shadow,
Shadow of others,
In the road that was straight and single.

We had fun,
We had fights,
Even after nudging others
We smiled after a while,
Cause the road was straight and single.

Each had their goal,
They’d clearly set their path,
I never knew mine,
Neither did I bother to find,
I traveled along on the road straight and single.

Then came the time,
Where crossroads had come,
Each had their map,
They traveled smoothly in their path,
On the road that was earlier straight and single.

No one cared, no one asked
If I need a hand to hold and walk,
The time had come,
To make my choice, to choose the path,
From the road that’s no more straight and single.

I realized, I needed to walk my life,
For no more people came along,
For life is never always an easy song,
Its my life, I decided to walk
Away from the road that was straight and single.

Then came a clash,
Clash between my mind and heart
To select the path where I should walk,
I paused, thought and decided to proceed
The crossroad that was chosen by my heart.

Fourth Place

Apr 27, 2010

© 2010 Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)

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So true. I envy those you have some sort of map. Perhaps they have life a little bit easier. I like the comical approach because it lessens the intensity of this poem, and makes this both a light and inspiring read.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 8 Years Ago

Choices! Oh, how very hard sometimes to choose. You portray very well the importance of making a conscious decision instead of just letting life happen to us. Yes, we do need a road map, and no one else can possible decide for us. Great write!

Posted 9 Years Ago

More crossroads to come; always a choice to be making.
Hopefully it's the right 'road' but if not, that too is temporary.
Each road is a lesson in learning about ourselves and life.
Nicely written

Posted 9 Years Ago

All road lead to home in the end. Poem is beautiful. I'm the oldest of a large family. Daughter is back home with son. Sister is home with me. She lost her home. In my life I learn. Leave the door open for family and friends. You may wish you did one day if you don't. I like the poem. We will cross many roads and learn many things. We will always need our family in the good and bad times.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Hi, I really, really loved this poem. I can truly relate to it. Thankyou for sharing and keep writing and I will keep

Posted 9 Years Ago

This poem gets to me real deep. Like what you wrote here is so real and I can relate to it also. Life is indeed hard when the moment come where we have to choose between two paths. omg I love it ; I love your writing. Keep on going :) great Job :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

Simple and true. There comes a time in every life when we come to that crossroad and are forced to choose. You chose wisely. So did I. Now I always follow my heart. Have your read "The Little Prince"? It contains another very simple but wise truth:
"It is only with the heart that one can see wisely. What is essential is invisible to the eye." Keep following your heart. And keep writing too. Thanks for inviting me to read your piece. Take care.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Your poem reminds me of how I felt back in high school when it was time to apply for college. All my friends knew what to take, but I had no clue on what to major in, but in the end I still got what I wanted. Good poem. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

very well written. Great poem

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Well written and expressed its like something is forcing you to maka the descision for you and you want to make your own. Well done

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on April 12, 2010
Last Updated on April 29, 2010


Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)
Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)

Irving, TX

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