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Life's Pathway Fickle - minded

Updated on March 28, 2017

Life's pathway shows various bifurcations..our right step leads us in the right way.

I walked past a lane,

then stopped to see,

somebody walked on ,

filled with monotony.


Little did I care,

I decided to proceed,

then someone else came,

to take up the lead.


It was a storm,

a violent one!

Strong enough to veil,

the glistening sun.


To add to it came,

clouds so dark,

dominating the earth,

to leave a mark.


I still moved along,

overcoming all,

when I came across,

a tall waterfall.


I was amazed to see,

so calm and free,

how it fell into the river,

so silently!


Then came the tides,

low and high,

I had nothing to do,

but to sigh!


The violence intended,

to disturb a bit,

but still I managed,

to come out of it.


After long days,

spent in agony,

I saw happiness,

where I love to be.


I swum in joy,

danced in the air,

then in my way ,

came darkness to glare.


The darkness seemed,

to blind me outright,

when suddenly shone,

the sun so bright.


On such a bright day,

I walked happily,

lending my help,

to all in glee.


Even after helping ,

I still was cheated,

with foul behavior,

I was greeted.


After facing enemies,

filled with greed,

I finally received,

a 'friend in need.'


With my friend ,

I spent times so good,

relishing myself,

on lavish food.


Then broke up,

times so tough,

a severe drought,

dry and rough.


I bore it all,

and then walked away,

saving my life,

to sustain my stay.


Then in my path,

came a festival,

new clothes i wore,

in this interval.


When I lit a cracker,

people did admire,

but from there triggered,

a blasting fire!


From such a blast,

an escape I made,

then suddenly in a garden,

I was laid.


I smelt the flowers,

played with the butterfly,

I stretched my arms,

to see the sky.


That's how with patience,

keeping a smile,

I completed my journey,

defeating the vile.


Sometimes in joy,

sometimes in mess,

with angels around,

there's eternal happiness.



It was a storm.. a violent one
It was a storm.. a violent one
The glistening sun
The glistening sun
Then came the tides.. high and low
Then came the tides.. high and low
I saw happiness
I saw happiness
Then darkness seemed to blind me outright
Then darkness seemed to blind me outright
With my friend I spent times so good
With my friend I spent times so good
A severe drought.. dry and tough
A severe drought.. dry and tough
Then in my path..came a festival
Then in my path..came a festival

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      DEBANGEE MANDAL 2 months ago from India

      Thank you Tamara once again. I am glad that you liked my poem.

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      Tamara Moore 2 months ago

      Love this rhythmic poem, and the meaning I received from it. Thank you!

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      DEBANGEE MANDAL 3 months ago from India

      Thank you Divakar for your wonderful comment. It is very generous of you.

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      divakar3368 3 months ago from Maldives

      Wow..your poem reflects lofe on ots true ways...the happy side, gloomy side, challenges , struggles and the final destiny..Thank for sharing ur poem. I enjoy reading it and there is some food for our brain. Keep writing such pieces.

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      DEBANGEE MANDAL 6 months ago from India

      thank you so much @Bill Holland..yes, truly our decisions decide our life's pathway.

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      Bill Holland 6 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Very nice work. You brought the scenery to life and made it seem real through your words. The eternal struggle of life, choices made, and decisions which lead us to new struggles, new conquering, and new adjustments....the endless cycle.

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      DEBANGEE MANDAL 6 months ago from India

      Thank you so much for going through my poem and liking it@Kannan Reddy and Diana Pierce.

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      Diana L Pierce 6 months ago from Potter County, Pa.

      I love this poem. It feels like I'm walking right beside you.

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      Kannan Reddy 6 months ago from Mumbai

      Really liked your poem. The flow was good and especially the ending.