The Choice

All of us have dreams

Castles and ambitions stream

From our childhood 

Do we imagine Robinhood

Fairy tales of old

Tend to be ours to hold.

After fortifying our dreams

To our teens, we proceed

That's where we meet

 Reality and failure's greet

Often do we face a situation

Where we are at an inhibition

Missing our mark at aim

Making us choose with pain.

That's the point we choose

To what we want to lose

The shackles of our situation

Or our childhood dreams.

Then we make a turn

That will make us burn

Either to our childhood fantasy

Or with ever hurting tenacity.

Those who follow their dreams 

Are the ones who often dare

To take the turn upstream

And not give up on their dreams.

The turns we often make

Are the ones that lead

Either to a defeat or victory

But surely a rendezvous with destiny.

We often fail to leap 

At the slightest obstacle

For which we often reap

Our failure as a spectacle.

It's the leap of faith

At the turning point

That decides our fate

At the endpoint.

The common thing in history

Of people reaping victory

Is their braving of mystery

At a turn of destiny.

Those who shy at risks

Often never get the trick

Because success is a journey

That every corner failure lurks.

As we face a choice

Among the surrounding noise

We must find out the voice

So that we rejoice.

If at crossroads facing the exit

Our guts should help us fix it

But remember that consequences

Are always yours to enjoy or regret.

The advice that we must choose

Before chasing the goose

Takes a call on our win or lose.

It's important to get counsel

From people who think more than a morsel

Each turn has a signpost

Which will lead us if we read it.