Life gave me no choice                        
where I wanted to opt.
Gave me what the rest
didn't choose. Asked 
me to bear with, without
knowing what suffering
is. Later, it gave me a
single choice to live 
the rest of what is left with.

While asking, it told me
the choice it gave was to
feel a sweet flavour of loss. 
Life's choices are true, not 
mine, not even once. 
Shall I choose, only once?

Published by rekhashivam

Reading and writing is my passion. Philosophy, gender, Fiction, Mystery,Education, Thriller,I prefer these genres. But I must admit I am not a prolific writer. Just that I want to express and feel myself. Honest comments are heartily welcome.

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