We live in a world of choices. Some times we are forced into a situation but yet the choice on how we respond to it is left to us. I have heard people say “I feel guilty”; then I would say the choice has been wrong. Probably in the fight between the heart and brain; brain took the lead; as it commonly happens. This poem is for all those who dared to follow their heart.
I believe in rule breaking
When it comes to self-making;
The path, is less travelled and unseen.
Yet, I want to follow my heart and find my green.
In the road that is less travelled
I may not please anyone,
I way not tease anyone,
I may refrain from complain,
I may fail to sustain,
But I will learn. Learn to move on and give a reason to smile.
I might cross your path but may not stop.
On my path, I will make memories
cherished for centuries
I am sure, it will not be less than any treasuries.
It will not be easy,
Nor will it be cheesy.
My path and I, may not be perfect,
Yet I know, there will be beauty when I reflect.
Let me live, make my path and follow my heart.
For it is one life, I do not want to die with regret.