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I'm a Crossroad

Poem By: Amy Saleh
Poetry


Crossroads are never destinations, but mere stops where you have to decide which way to go. Some people are crossroads and some are destinations View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Jun 13, 2007    Reads: 79    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


 

I'm a Crossroad

Happy moments are stray wanderers

They never stay

Only stop for directions

But sad moments linger

They seem to favor crossroads

Lurking round the corner

Queuing or rushing like stray bullets

Happiness never comes my way

But every stray bullet will

 

© Amy Saleh june7, 2007


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Comments:

things will get better, just give it time

Posted: Jun 13, 2007

I think we are all a crossroad at some point in our lives to someone or somthing... but once a direction is decided... go with passion... I agree... things will get better...

Posted: Jun 13, 2007

i love the bullet image.

you can't take back the road you travelled, but you can find a little turning here or there, which can put you on the right path again.

Posted: Jun 13, 2007



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