poetry Decisions November 7, 2012 Pratibha Leave a comment A compromise, this life is; reminds the lady in my head. the decisions are just lies; whispers the voice as I lie in bed; take it forward or stay put; I have no say, its yours to prove. Spread the love, spread the word ..
Sometimes bed seems like the only place to let an answer wash upon you..maybe we need that? Fine words..Jae Reply
I think when one makes a decision, you should stand by it, no compromises ~ Thanks for your visit in my blog ~ Have a good weekend ~ Reply
Decisions can be difficult. well put
🙂 i hear the whispers too!
Sometimes those compromises seem like we have betrayed our own self…well said in your poem.
i agree sometimes it is hard to figure out what is a decision and what is a compromise.
Sometimes bed seems like the only place to let an answer wash upon you..maybe we need that? Fine words..Jae
I think when one makes a decision, you should stand by it, no compromises ~
Thanks for your visit in my blog ~ Have a good weekend ~
there are far too many voices in my head to make any type of decision. lovely verse.