Theme- the road that was taken

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The crowd thronged that way

and I like a sheep

followed them

half asleep.

The road that was taken

had abundant manholes.

The journey shook me

down to my soul.

I didn’t want to regret

but I end up doing so.

Who I thought was my friend

turned out to be a foe.

The route hasn’t ended yet

and I am contemplating a U-turn

as brimmed with regret

but already half-burnt.

My feet were terribly hurt

walking down this road.

It has become utterly difficult

to return to my abode.

More than my feet,

my brain feels pained.

Blinded by clouds

that have already rained.

This road has consumed

me like a parasite,

sucking my energy,

my ability to fight.

I fell deeper as

I jumped higher.

That road was

but a quagmire.

Where only a few stand

On many other heads

like beautiful peonies

on a deathbed.

 

~Prateek Goyal