Uncertainty, that is sure! So why be uncertain? A lesson I learnt too late!
a poem in response to August’s second week prompt
This week’s theme is “Uncertainty” Sahil Patel has asked to
Write a poem about a feeling of uncertainty that made you afraid of life.
I remember, that day, when an opportunity appeared at my door,
but I wasn’t sure what it would be, so didn’t open the door,
Then fortune had come calling me, but I still was unsure
what was in my destiny, and what was there for me in store
so remained imprisoned inside myself, didn’t open the door
And one day before, love had also come to my shore,
calling my name with passion, telling me, to trust them,
but I hadn’t, as not trusting them or myself, I didn’t explore,
what was new, what was ahead, and what was unknown,
What a fool I was, that is what I realised later!
As when life came knocking at my door
and I still remained nonchalant, and unsure
saying “O’ fool”, it turned around to leave,
then to run after it, I did open the door
but life, time, luck, love,
none can be captured from behind,
that’s what they say,
each needs to be held with its forelocks,
according to the lore
Now, I sit at my opened door,
waiting, for them to return
Regrets, regrets, and regrets, all around me, aroar
and I regret the lost opportunities,
as the angel of love, life, time, and fortune,
none of them seems to be interested in me, any more!!
Thanks Sahil Patel for this prompt, yes, we do remain uncertain, and lose so many opportunities due to our own uncertainty, and inaction.
One of my friends used to say,
if there is an opportunity, take it, it is there for a reason.
I have missed so many! But not any more!