The Road to be taken

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

The Road to be taken

Many diverse roads in an account, You and I, who possesses often, miscarry And be a wrong travelled in choice. The matter that was by hand misguided, Through the open door to bring in the reality. And the mind so selfish, declares at ease, To hypnotize and enslave for Old Nick, Blind in thoughts not of the reverent kind, To pick out the road often occupied by many. So undemanding, perhaps the lenient one, Blasé in nature and often cushy at hand. One among is arduous filled with spikelet, Industrious the mind to be, diligent in itself. At all though it sometime be entrammeled, Often some stumble to get back off times. Hardship and pleasure interject at times To chew over the goal, you are determined For the choice never taken by mankind. If at all the choice to rule over good and bad, The thorny would bring differences in all, Although grueling, eternal bliss are in favor, Forever, not that of inferno, but of peace ever To uprise in bliss never to repent thenceforth.