Path Forsaken, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

z-Munthe Gerhard-Idyll, 1886

Gerhard Munthe, Idyll (1886)


Path Forsaken, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Today is not the first day here did sit,
Pondering what path is the best to take.
Life in the balance challenges my wit.
Future depends on whatev’r choice I make.

Should the choice be made by the casting lots?
Heat I feel liken to the blacksmith’s pit.
Love at the end of each path rips my thoughts,
No matt’r the decision will cause a split.

Path to the right means many lonely nights,
While to the other ensures empty days.
Absent of either touch fills me with frights.
Just the thought puts me in a weaken daze.

Love is supposed to fill the heart with glee,
Then why walking this path is done sadly?


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Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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