Dead end

by The Pessimistic Peabody   May 1, 2007


The various paths of life
by which i may choose to go
are lined up in front of me
organized row by row

but to say its a simple decision
would be both false and far too bold
for attempts to grasp one sends them flying off
like birds round' toons knocked out cold

later they tire and slow
though will mocking twinkles in their eyes
with snare in hand my mind screams action
but my body lies paralyzed

innumerable days have come and gone
with this endless repetition
an inmate in the prison of my own mind
better known as indecision

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  • 17 years ago

    by John Johanna

    Love this poem, all I can say

  • 17 years ago

    by jackie

    I really love this poem and the way you use your words. nice work
    5/5
    <3 jackie

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    Beautifully written poem, it is very original and topic is great. Last stanza is my favorite, this piece has excellent atmosphere and it deserves 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Robert

    The first part of this piece had alot of flow to it and read very well when the middle hit it seemed to go off and by the ending the flow was gone. The message was ok but the flow was so baddly dumped I just could see the work accomplished message Oh nice try. Plot121

  • 17 years ago

    by xxSnow Angelxx

    Great work.!!...different and aww...the rhyming is perfect...short..and yet well penned peice!...the last line was powerful in it's own special way..kp writing!
    xxPoojaxx

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