Shoes short poem

A sparkling path was chosen by one, providing
mature wines for the cultured,
elegant polished restaurants,
operas of critical acclaim,
endless parties for the ordained elite,
cars which navigated and spoke,
manicured sprawling homes,
closets and closets of shoes,
bright shoes of stylish hues,
shoes never to be used.

An unnoticed path the other chose,
cool spring water in the refrigerator,
home cooked meals from the garden,
old movies viewed hand in hand on an old couch,
birthday parties for grandparents,
a used truck with fishing rods in the back,
a small home with a cat,
shoes resting outside the front door,
shoes comfortably few,
shoes of limited hues.
barefoot they would sometimes walk
they would notice the sun,
and the sun noticed back.

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Nikita Mehendiratta

A contrast. Beautifully presented about the life one usually wish to live and the one they are already living.

Nadeem Qazilbash

Intimacy between dissimilar beings, shines so bright, it is even noticed by the sun.


I like this. Brings to mind “The Road not Taken”~Robert Frost.


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