Dilemma of two!


Two a number 
So complicated   
Mind connects to choose
Scrolling the memories 
Back and  forth 
The dilemma
I met before. 

Opening my eyes 
To this world so
Bright  and gloomy 
Starts exotic 
 Inquisitive game 
Of the two. 
 
Witnessed many 
Never realized
The power of two
From blabbering 
To the worth  of words
From thinking 
To taking action
Experienced the growth. 

First encounter with 
The two to decide
For the future 
Whether to choose 
or to accept - 
The destiny or 
The passion. 

Double a trouble
To carry on 
Each with  its value 
And its worth 
This an option 
That an opinion. 

What next again a 
Dilemma struck 
Mind ponders 
For choice or
To choose. 
 
Life still big question 
Death an ultimate 
Destination 
Still striving to core
To pick the best 
For a peaceful rest. 
                         --Sujitha                 






Comments

  1. LakshaApril 26, 2020 at 5:44 AM

    Sprr thoughts😍👏

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  2. UnknownApril 26, 2020 at 5:59 AM

    Nice dear

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  3. UnknownApril 26, 2020 at 6:38 AM

    Nice dr

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  4. AsunaApril 26, 2020 at 6:56 AM

    Mind-blowing

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  5. R KumarApril 26, 2020 at 6:59 AM

    Many were witnessed never realised the power of two. When one of two is chosen, sometimes it will be joy and other times sorrow. It reminds two is unavoidable. Wish more joy. Nice one.

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  6. UnknownApril 26, 2020 at 8:05 AM

    Really... Mind-blowing ❣️
    Keep on doing da💯u have bright future ahead ✨

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  7. MadhuApril 26, 2020 at 8:10 AM

    Super dr

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  8. PinkyApril 26, 2020 at 8:55 AM

    Life is a big question
    Dialama starts from there yar really fantastic lines mesmerizing 👏👏👏

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  9. Unknown April 26, 2020 at 9:54 PM

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  10. Unknown April 26, 2020 at 11:10 PM

    Spr👏👏 keep rocking 👏

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  11. UnknownApril 26, 2020 at 11:54 PM

    Super bro

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  12. Sujitha _ LakshaApril 28, 2020 at 1:53 AM

    Thank so so much all of you for your valuable comments. I appreciate and cherish each of your comments. Keep reading and keep supporting @poetry_today.

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  13. RITIKA PARIDAMay 6, 2020 at 11:08 AM

    Keep goin'..😍

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