• English Poetry

    The Choice

    Why should life be lived 
    On someone else's terms
    
    One needs to feel the angst
    Of their own itches and burns
    
    Who knows when a right may come
    Even if it is after a few wrong turns
    
    Happiness lies in chasing ones own dreams
    
    What good are wings if they are tethered
    Life is only fulfilling if it's lived unfettered