The leaves are gold, but the path ain't showin',
Both lookin' rough, no easy way out,
Gotta make a choice, no time to doubt.
Which one will I take, what should I do?
The path less traveled, it calls my name,
I'll blaze my own trail, it's my claim to fame.
The paths are the same, what's the difference for?
But I won't look back, can't change my choice,
I'll keep my head high, I'll keep my voice.
The road less traveled, it's not in vain,
I'll face the challenges, I'll find my way,
I'll create my own destiny, every day.
Don't let others tell you which way is wrong,
The path you choose, it's your own call,
Make your own rules, and stand up tall.
I have decided to try poetry again here on Hive after almost three years and probably most of my followers left the platform, but I'm ready to make new ones.
Below you may find other poems that I posted here:
92. A Love Unbreakable and True
91. A Winter's Tale
90. The Art of Letting Go
89. The day has come
88. The meaning of life
87. The Trader's Ballad
86. The Key to Happiness
85. The Night
84. Empathy is the KEY
83. Money, A never Ending CURSE