Poems about Choices and Decisions
#choices
Poems about choices and decisions, poetry about making important life decisions, and evaluating different options. In a world of possibilities, it can be overwhelming when presented with different choices; decisions which may affect our lives and the lives of others.
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
27th Jan 2025 9:00pm
I hope to see you there
Gentle air fills dying lungs
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
Under blue skies and bitter chill
Folk tunes playing through blown out speakers
Nervousness fills aching bones
Picking lint off of an expensive sweater without breaking eye contact
How did I get here?
Years of dreaming was never enough
Restlessness and addiction kept me stuck
Until the final push from the one who promised to never let me fall
An open door to the visions that have flooded my brain since adolescence
A bigger view caused for an emotional afternoon
But who am I to...
#choices
#hope
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 12:16pm
18th Jan 2025 12:16pm
Just shut up and listen
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ We all have been in a situation for one reason or another, 🤨 that we let what we say cause you to act a certain way not be heard. 🤔 Whether you are wrong or right in what you think and say to someone else, I say that to say this which ever the way you may take what it is I'm about to say to you. 🤨 When you don't agree with what someone say to you, how do you respond for do you begin yelling and cursing, 😠 yet you still not listening and thinking that they are wrong, for speaking to you in a calm...
#choices
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Her
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
11th Jan 2025 4:43pm
When People Don’t Talk
When people don’t talk
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we...
The space between words widens
What’s left unsaid takes on new meaning
All the things I thought you meant
Now mean…something
And I’m left to fill in the blanks myself
Because you choose not to say anything
Maybe you think you’re protecting me
Or you’re ashamed
Or you’re angry
Or you don’t want me to have feelings for you
You might have misunderstood something I’ve said
Flawed humans mirror flawed humans
We’re all clinging to the same life raft
So we tango
But we...
#choices
#courage
#emotions
#mirror
#relationships
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13 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 8:08pm
30th Dec 2024 8:08pm
Heads your dead
I have two choices
Should I pull the plug or not?
I should flip a coin
Should I pull the plug or not?
I should flip a coin
#choices
#LifeChangingMoment
#senryu
70 reads
10 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 8:45am
21st Dec 2024 8:45am
dreams
people
i want
to
be with.
places
i want
to
go to.
things
i want
to do.
i want
to
be with.
places
i want
to
go to.
things
i want
to do.
#choices
#courage
#dreams
#hope
#strength
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 6:00pm
19th Dec 2024 6:00pm
devil's 2 step
would you walk willingly
right back into the devil's embrace
knowing intimately...what awaits
allow yourself to be held...again
locked in his acidic chains
feel the familiar slice
of dagger breath across your neck
still healing from the last tango
from which you barely escaped
would you...
could you let yourself be led
...eyes wide open...
into the darkest corner
of his deepest dungeon
because hell hides nothing
once you know...you will always know
& the curl of his jagged claws
as they sink...
right back into the devil's embrace
knowing intimately...what awaits
allow yourself to be held...again
locked in his acidic chains
feel the familiar slice
of dagger breath across your neck
still healing from the last tango
from which you barely escaped
would you...
could you let yourself be led
...eyes wide open...
into the darkest corner
of his deepest dungeon
because hell hides nothing
once you know...you will always know
& the curl of his jagged claws
as they sink...
#choices
#confessional
#secrets #TruthOfLife
#secrets #TruthOfLife
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Shon
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 2:17pm
17th Dec 2024 2:17pm
Reflective moment
Sitting here in depressed like contemplation.
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
Wondering about the next step forward.
To the future of who, I want to be, & become.
How I'm gonna achieve it.
Is a repeating pattern by now.
I'm still taking it one step at a time.
Adventure by definition.
Leads where no one knows.
I recall a story of an 1st nation elder.
Talking to a small child.
About the two wolves each of carry inside.
One evil and nasty, other kind and gentle.
The elder says they battle and fight.
Till only one remains.
Which one is...
#choices
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#myself
#SelfDiscovery
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Shon
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 3:31am
10th Dec 2024 3:31am
Time
Time is a strange thing.
Like when your having fun.
It fly's bye, Oh so fast.
It slows down exponential.
When your tyre's are running flat.
It doesn't matter. That you've got a spare.
Your stuck and that's that.
Patience, carm & confidence.
Till the slow time passes bye.
I'll know when it over.
When time speeds up again.
No doubt this is cyclic
Time will drift by slow and fast.
Time and time again.
Swinging like a pendulum.
Equilibrium passing bye.
As...
Like when your having fun.
It fly's bye, Oh so fast.
It slows down exponential.
When your tyre's are running flat.
It doesn't matter. That you've got a spare.
Your stuck and that's that.
Patience, carm & confidence.
Till the slow time passes bye.
I'll know when it over.
When time speeds up again.
No doubt this is cyclic
Time will drift by slow and fast.
Time and time again.
Swinging like a pendulum.
Equilibrium passing bye.
As...
#acceptance
#choices
#SelfDiscovery
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Quizzy29
Tanzo Ellis
Tanzo Ellis
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 10:57am
24th Nov 2024 10:57am
Housed on unsteady grounds
Shy on the attempt to bring up sharing space
Knew it’d be possible based on the feel
Came in reality & realized it wouldn’t be
caked
Understood early the table talks would be often to clear air
The perfect plan didn’t include taking accountability but gripping responsibility
Run it right & there’ll be help to it continue but run it the opposite & it may run over you
(Go steady when feeling the blues)
Knew it’d be possible based on the feel
Came in reality & realized it wouldn’t be
caked
Understood early the table talks would be often to clear air
The perfect plan didn’t include taking accountability but gripping responsibility
Run it right & there’ll be help to it continue but run it the opposite & it may run over you
(Go steady when feeling the blues)
#choices
#kindness
#learning
#patience
#support
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elysian
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 10:47pm
15th Nov 2024 10:47pm
look away
It had to end.
After months of staring into a
mysterious pit,
my irises, seeing through, looking past,
could no longer bear to reflect the sight
of a
rotting
suburban wife.
After months of staring into a
mysterious pit,
my irises, seeing through, looking past,
could no longer bear to reflect the sight
of a
rotting
suburban wife.
#choices
#dating
#fear
#grief
#marriage
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 2:05am
14th Nov 2024 2:05am
Nothing as Everything Shou.d be.
As everything should be
as it was
ever never was
Have you come
Have you come to see
the funeral or stay? Do please.
Why are we floating?
I have unregistered gravity.
Life is best lived
Without bearings, as they say. Afterwards
Whiskey.
Do they? Who says such?
Listen— there’s nothing left but the sound of
A solitary wave lost in the very ocean.
Like, this sense that we’re all drifting?
Maybe it’s always been like this, ...
as it was
ever never was
Have you come
Have you come to see
the funeral or stay? Do please.
Why are we floating?
I have unregistered gravity.
Life is best lived
Without bearings, as they say. Afterwards
Whiskey.
Do they? Who says such?
Listen— there’s nothing left but the sound of
A solitary wave lost in the very ocean.
Like, this sense that we’re all drifting?
Maybe it’s always been like this, ...
#choices
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Denise155
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 9:57am
12th Nov 2024 9:57am
My Youth
I often wonder whether I am failing myself but then I remember the girl I once was the one who was always the third wheel who carefully planned out and calculated her words only to be talked over when she finally spoke the one who was bullied by her first grade teacher who hated her looks and despised her body
who stared blankly into space until her mind was elsewhere the one who was called useless after trying her best throwing kindness like confetti at people who couldn't care less what would be the look on her face if she found out that I am working at a summer camp as happy as could...
who stared blankly into space until her mind was elsewhere the one who was called useless after trying her best throwing kindness like confetti at people who couldn't care less what would be the look on her face if she found out that I am working at a summer camp as happy as could...
#choices
#confessional
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