Worth a Shot

The roads with skylight

With perfect texture and nature at the side

Having clear pavements

Beautiful and well designed

easier to drive through,Great to walk by,

Suddenly seemed difficult this time

Are my new shoes too raggy

Or Has the texture turned frictionless overnight

Is it the passerbys 

That have turned way too familiar

Or was it the incompetence of not meeting someone new became very evident

Or Has the comfort zone, turned into a vicious circle...

Now these roads that seemed nicer and cozier once

Have left me bereftly undone

As if they are urging me to diss them

For something uncertain and uncalculated

To take that turn, to walk a different lane

That keeps my heart beating fast

To crawl, dawdle , fall insane

Leaving me with trials and tribulations 

Of what this crazy choice holds

Though I am the one sick of this road

but can't help and overthink- is it worth it?

Amidst this quibble, I hear someone greater say-

Do u want a repenting soul 

Who turned too chicken

off its timidity by doubting

the worth of a shot?