Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Choice




I entered the room hesitantly, knowing what was there

Pieces of my broken heart were lying in the dust

 Each had its own grueling story

I didn't want to acknowledge them

As I stood there staring at them

I realized that I had a choice

To hold on or to let go...

14 comments:

  1. You leave the reader in suspense here. I want to know...did the narrator hold on or let go in the end? Ha, I guess we will each have to draw our own conclusion. Smiles.

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  2. Yes Mary we all have our own choices to make:)

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  3. Sometimes the important is that we have a choice.. maybe two roads and both are right..

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    1. Yes because one may want to hod somethings and let go some..

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  4. yes - there always is a choice - and sometimes it's not easy to know what to do... needs lots of wisdom...

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    1. That's the risk we take in life..:)

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  5. Choice is always ours. :)

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    1. We are responsible for the choices we make in life..:)

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  6. We always have a choice, and sometimes a clean slate is necessary to move on.

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    1. It's always good to start fresh..let bygones be bygones:)

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  7. Sometimes the bravest thing to do is let go.....


    on another note, how can I follow your blog?

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  8. Thanks Vandana..I am new to this blog world;) I have added the follow through e mail button ..so i think you can follow me through that!! If you have suggestions on this please let me know.

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  9. We always have that choice, don't we? Sometimes, not an easy one to make…

    =)

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  10. Yes Sue...it all depends on the situation or at that moment:)

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