In the smoke of life, I stand!
Hazy and unknown objects approach,
I tackle with, as they attack
Some are sweet-bees and some vicious bats.
One side an angelic light is seen,
It pulls me towards it, and forces.
The other side is a dark one,
It shows me love and mesmerizes.
Which path should I choose?
Nuanceย of voice, Nuanceย of intentions,
Difficult to distinct value each has.
Life will be a struggle throughout,
Between temptations and righteous deeds.
Choose a side and follow that path.
Standing in the middle looking confused
Soon the voices will go mute.
Nuanceย of Life
Nice poem!
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Thank You ๐
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful poem and love the line …Choose a side and follow that path.
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Thank You so much. It is crazy how I started writing this poem few hours ago and by the time I got to the 4th line I was like let me see what the word of the day is and it was Nuance. It was kind of a magical moment for me. Haha!
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clever post.
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Thank You
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Beautifully written ๐
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Thank You, Megha! ๐
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Standing in the middle looking confused… I tend to do that a lot! Interesting post. And thanks so much for the follow. ๐
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Haha ๐ I do too Thank you
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