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Crossroads
Puzzling, miraculous and random
Are the ways of life
Thinking, probing and planning
Warding chance and incident
Avoiding event and inadvertence
Moving with care and caution
One tries to steer through the trail
But he reaches the crossroads
Pauses to know the right path
To reach the destination of his choice
But all remain mute
The crossroads do not speak
He is all alone, and lost
Fortuity takes over and he moves
Sandwiched between right and wrong
The road leads to a blind end
Devoid of options he Stays there
Days, months and years pass
Collecting his cool and strength
He starts the journey again
With gusto and delight
Flushing out his solitude and seclusion
Finds a multitude of souls
All haphazard, ignorant and confused
Unable to guide his bruised past
Simmering inside
He continues with his quest
Encounters a wise childhood friend
Opens his heart to the sharp dude
But what comes out of him is:
‘Life is like that, dance with destiny’
And the void continues
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Kishore R R
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