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Le Mot Juste

Flinging craziness, a coin soared random
In the midst of a crowd, I exclaimed:

Which way? Which way?
Seven roads surfaced at once,

Seven paths in captivating sum.
In moonlight, heavenly-sevenly;

All but southwest, in moonlight…
Fragments of the crowd scurried

Peculiar, whistling, hundred-petalled,
Discretely going off in directions

Which way? Which way?
An intense rushing aloud:

How sure are you of this path?
Or just about any road would do?

To choose between...
a Path or a Road?

My musing trailed with path.
Because this very d-i-s-t-a-n-t word

‘Wayfarer’ is reasonably thrilling,
Instead of a mere ‘Vagrant’?

But alas! At the very next,

The dreary-fierce beasts of cryptic prayer and simile
(of lovers and poets alike) ,

Tore apart and devoured my lustrous union.

poem by Ilham Ahmed
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The Paths

The path to destruction is invisible,
It is travelled on by the wise,
Giving an enterprise to behold,
Like a gesture too meek.

The paths are long and hard,
In one complete stroke you have moved,
In a single movement the damage is received
As the paths lead to roads leading to fatigue.

This path we allow on the rest of the world
Is narrow and far too long to achieve,
Success needed wending like a path,
A meandering path carried a difference.

Only a road is higher than a path
For it is tortuous in a full condition,
Its heavenly splendour is exciting
Like the eating of apples attached to a tree.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Lifes path

There are so many paths in life
I guess I could say
I ve walked them all

The right path
The wrong path
The path of pain
The path of good
The path of bad

Which path do I now take
At this present time of life
The path I take is the path of pain.
The path of hurt

So many paths I have walked
But im lost in the path
The path of pain

Amy Kerswell

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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On That Path

I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)

the HEARTbraker

poem by Madina Morr
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Best foot forward for M 'lady Wennie

Each road you take comes to a fork
and both new paths look much the same
To left, to right which one to walk.
Which of the two will win the game.

Unless you’re blessed with second sight
you will not know which path to choose.
An even chance you’ll get it right.
You must decide you can’t refuse.

You find it harder to decide
each time you’re forced to make a choice.
Perhaps the fates are on your side
and you will find cause to rejoice.

This is the only game in town
and everybody has to play.
Some will go up and some go down.
Along life’s path they make their way.

Don’t be afraid to walk alone
and choose the less well trodden path.
Your future must remain unknown
so step out bravely come what may.

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The path we have chosen for the present is full of hazards, as all paths are. The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.

quote by John F. Kennedy
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Destiny v.s Fate

Down the road of destiny
you see your future life
you see your future children
and you see your future wife

Walking down your path of fate
you lose grasp of all your dreams
you cant find your accomplishments
you lose site of everything

Which path to take, you cant decide
but now you have to choose
on one its what you gain that counts
and the other its what you lose

You must pick now, your time is up
which road will you now take?
maybe the path of destiny
or even the path of fate.

Life or death.......which matters most
you should've thought before,
before you decided to get drunk
and you drove down to the store.

You knew that it was comming
your mom said dont drink and drive
maybe you should've listened
and you might still be alive.

poem by Crystal Johnson
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A story …nothing to say

Flying in the sky wasn't enough
I choose the path to have which was rough.
Dignity and pride moving along with me,
I was the brave one whom all want see.
Like the sky was not enough as much as I thought,
I choose the path but soon the path trouble me too.
Now I am helpless neither I am in sky nor in the path,
What could I do except to survive, cry or die.

Answer
Oh! Little fellow sorry to hear you
But your mouth is not the only mouth to listen,
And your ear is not that which only listen what you speak.
Can you tolerate all of them as you are,
nor in the sky and the path you choose.
I m sorry I can do nothing coz in sky difficult to fly,
In path difficult to survive.
Do what you like, return alone in the sky or choose the next path as you like.
But thing about those dam dignity and pride,
Which will kick you through out the life.

poem by Amar Ghimire
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Survival Car

Dont you wanna ride in my
Survival car
We can take the long way home
Through central park
Funny how the ground can find my wheels
Im going where the road aint there
And only riding on the path we made
To union square
Doing like the young folks do
In west coast towns
Plowing like a banshee through
The overground
Funny how the ground can find my wheels
Im going where the road wont dare
And only riding on the path we made
To union square
Everybody hit the ground
I think I might have missed my calling
Everybody turn around
The lights about to change
You better stand aside
Why you wanna walk
Dont you want to ride ride ride ride
Dont you wanna ride in my
Survival car
We can take the long way home
Funny how the ground can find my wheels
Im going where the road wont there
And only riding on the path we made
To union square
And only riding on the path we made
Riding on the path we made
Riding on the path we made
To union square
Dont you wanna ride in my
Survival car
We can take the long way home

song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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The Frosty Poets Lonely Road

Two paths in the yellow woods,
said the Frosty poet should,
we travel the beaten road?
or shall we brave the lonely path?
the path of Artists Thieves and Rulers
Where our path will lead us
none shall know,
Until we get there we shan't but guess our future,
for the Artist's muse is fickle,
the Thieves' mark secure,
and the Ruler's people irate,
we who travel the lonely path,
will sow our own specific seed,
and should we persist and perceive,
we shall reap the fruits indeed.

poem by Atticus Mortimer
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Alas, All Are Strangers

Alone in this world

Don't have a golden dove

Poor is the world of mine

Bared off fortune of life

My soul is tired Humbling alone

My life is like Dark empty deserts

ALAS, Alone im
Alone
My world is Alone Though all the crowd Surrounded all around
All are strangers Foreigners or not Relatives are but!

Long ago the smile deserted my world

Sorrows of the life surrounded my soul

Betrayers came always to my road

Love has left my soul alone and unknown

My love ones destroyed

My soul and has gone

The path of love has been

For me dark and misrable

Alas, that only stony hearts

I have met at life's stormy roads

Though my love always was so sincere and boundless for all

But, the love was always a traitor full of lies

I never wanted to have golden clothes

But my life was such a miserable stormy winter

Hard to pass The sincere love was my heart's only desire

But the path of love always has been for me

Full of lies and pain

Alars, Alone im Alone
My world is Alone Though
all the crowd Surrounded all around
All are strangers Foreigners or not Relatives are but!

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Road Taken

the long straight road
proves planned
directness of purpose

less time
is taken up
in travel

the long windy road
twists and turns
concealing pleasant surprises

though more time
transpires
traversing chosen path

so few chart course
with compass sextant map
pilot affixing course upon destiny star

many mill around about
intersections first bound here then
there pulled upon by random aimless crowd flow

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Endless Journey

The journey we make in life is long and hard. This
journey which has its crossroads. . . when we get to them.
we have to decide on which road to take, what path to
make and what's down that road. This journey that we must make has many obstacles,
many detours, many signs. We see the signs, but never
heed its warnings, we see the detours in life, but seem
to stray the other way. Life is rough and so is this journey that we're making.
This journey we make has its trail of tears and its path
of happiness, the two never meeting. When finally, we choose our path, we must follow it to
the end, to the end of its road, which is our destiny in
life. That's when life begins.

poem by Anthony Taimanglo Taitano
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Fate

Stranded in a minefield
of thoughts
Standing where the road forks

Which road do I follow
Which path do I take

Do I let fate
take my hand
or do I throw fate
to the ground
and build a new road
and a new path to walk

poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Lonely Road

It was masked by massive tall oaks
The lonely road

Rivers of tears flanked its path
By each end a crying bath

The lonely road

The sharp and bumpy gravel
I used to travel

The lonely road

With frigid bones and bare feet
Not a scrap to eat

The lonely road

Reminded me of nothing
Nothing but sorrow

To hell with today
The same with tomorrow

The lonely road

A path to my end
Sorrow to spend

On the lonely road
Of tales untold.

poem by John Shea
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Pathways Of Life

i walk the
straight path and no
one noticed me,

the straight path
is the most ordinary one
you can have here

at first it was boring
when no one
notices you

so i tried the twisted
path
the one that is crooked
from bottom to
top

the old women scolded
me and the old men said
i am a
big disappointment

the men and women of my
generation
still did not mind

they are busy
taking their own paths
and these are the
paths
which are neither crooked
nor straight

sometimes we look at each
other
and we nod
without saying a word
we feel
that we perfectly understand
each other
all along

there are paths you know
which are neither wrong
nor right

they simply have to
be trodden

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Road to Heaven

The road to heaven is laden with a trail of tears

A patchy path of peaks and troughs pattered by dust

Straightly bounded road but blinded by the mist

Devoured within the seas of illusions

So the road of heaven is hardly troded on

A lonely road, boring road absent of pride

Accesible by all; refused by many

No money needed to pay

No degrees sought to stay

The road to heaven is a free high way

Just a will to endure

a heart so richly pure

poem by Godfrey Morris
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Tatooed Drums

Crushed silence dissolving into the milestone of the whole truth
Recognition of emarald paddy fields
River is river
Roads are roads
The path to the path to the path to the path
No shortcut to enlightened
reason
iIlogical contexts creation of meanings
Blue fields in the photographic image of the play-world

poem by Nyein Way
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The Path of Hope

The Path of Hope
The Path of Life is layed before you
Life is like a novel…It has elements
It has Characters
It has Settings
It has a Plot
It has Ideals and Morals
Like Friendship and Love
Like Faith and Sacrifice
Like Fate and Destiny
Like Hope and Despair
There are Paths…Paths of your destiny
The Path of Good or The Path of Evil
The Path of Darkness or The Path of Light
The Path of Hope or The Path of Despair
Only you can choose your path
But chose wisely…For you can’t turn back time
You must follow your heart…For it will guide you
Never give up on your dreams
Always Believe…Trust your heart
Don’t let the bad people get you down
Just Believe,
Trust your Heart,
Have Faith in your Dreams,
Have Hope in the Despair,
Follow the Light in the Darkness
Find the Euphoria in the Sorrows,
Trust your Friends,
Follow the Stars…They will Guide you
May the Stars be a Light for you when all other Lights go out
Life is like a Novel…

poem by Bleeding Heart
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To One Departed

Seraph! thy memory is to me
Like some enchanted far-off isle
In some tumultuous sea -
Some ocean vexed as it may be
With storms; but where, meanwhile,
Serenest skies continually
Just o'er that one bright island smile.
For 'mid the earnest cares and woes
That crowd around my earthly path,
(Sad path, alas, where grows
Not even one lonely rose!)
My soul at least a solace hath
In dreams of thee; and therein knows
An Eden of bland repose.

poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Separate Paths

there are so many paths

and there is only me
this path of mud and holes
and with you
there is this path that i do
not really know
surprises kill me at times
but i keep the pain

please do not take mine
it is too narrow
please do not go with me
go away, please go away
i am simply
not comfortable with you

take the widest path you have.
there are many of you
and the noise is everyday.

i love myself, this loneliness.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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