Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 105

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

THREE WAYS

Once while walking I discovered

my way was divided into another three.

I wished to go through the first one

but it was not fit for me,

as it needed more stamina and courage.

I never choose the second

as it’s the way where the mediocre guys ride.

For the third I took a bend.

I discovered later I’m fit for that only.

Now I’m progressing along that way.

It can take me too far than other two.

I’m determined and dedicated to witness the last day.

It will take time but I will complete.

If I went along the first one,

I might get lost in the middle or could not travel for long.

If I went along the second,

my talents might lose a classic song.

Through the right ravine

the nature and above had taken my water,

where their little creation is fit and able

they know better.