This week’s poem, a muse on options, taking chances, lost opportunities and the realization that some things you can only learn through experience. Each age has its wisdom.

Chances

 

Yes my dear, you can be anyone,

you can do anything

under the sun.

But, no, you can’t do everything,

you can’t please everyone,

in the long run.

 

Watch out, when closing offered doors,

you may not ever find

that key again.

Reflect, when picking easy paths,

those that you disregard

may haunt your dreams.

 

Grab each moment when it’s there

do not hold back though fear

can paralyze.

Time is always playing tricks,

watching its pendulum

can hypnotize.

 

Think, when days go floating by,

It’s often easiest

just to ignore.

Watch, as landscape flashes by,

 gap in an untrimmed hedge

might be your door.

 

Yes my dear, you can be anyone,

you go anywhere

under the sun.

But, no, you can’t go everywhere,

without great wear and tear

in the long run.

 

Dhaka 2015

 

 

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