Who Knows?

Time Indecisive....

It was only that day,

When I saw my desperate face

Shirking reality,

Shirking opportunity.

The blinds were drawn,

And the night drew in;

And a vague indecision started

To linger around me.

The horns of dilemma had hit me,

And had left me aptly injured.

The boys were playing that day

Under the good old afternoon sun;

But I couldn’t enjoy.

The uncertainty of my living,

Of my thoughts and feelings,

Paid no heed to me today;

While life’s rocking chair clung to me.

I faced an uncertainty between

Heart and Brain;

And I asking myself,

“Which to opt for?

Can I leave the present

To go for the future?

And whom shall I follow,

My best-wishers or myself?”

The hounds of Fate

Keep gnawing at me still,

And the claws of confusion

Keep grappling me,

As I know not what to do.

Who knows?

Perhaps my future,

Rests on my brain?