A brand new path…


Don’t worry, every thing’s going to be fine,

just go on and take the right step in time.

There’s always two sides to any story,

its for me to take it easy and not scurry.


Sow the seeds at the right season,

though it may lie under for years hidden.

Its when the pod starts to open up and flower,

you realise your belief and its hidden power.


The name of the game is sacrifice,

but not exactly like the roll of a dice.

There’s time and season for everything,

perhaps am fertile for a new beginning.


Give a little and take a little,

its a constant way through many battles.

You win some and lose some,

that’s the quality of a life lived handsome.


Ready for the road never ever taken,

unprepared, raw and quite shaken.

But here I start my trip to a new unknown arena,

with conviction to view a different panorama.

 

 



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this one is nice..u have mastered the aabb rhyme scheme,do try abab if possible…you have been a lot about life and it complications lately…do write something as refreshing(or more!)as “statutory warning” once a while.

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The name of the game is sacrifice,

but not exactly like the roll of a dice.
i like that

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