Crossroads

Ruelha 
My life flashes before me
With all these uncertainties. 
Flashbacks and memories.
Will I ever forward see?
Living and dying.
At the same time.

The past wants to haunt.
The future teases and taunts.
The present is where I stand.
With nobody offering a helping hand.
Living and dying.
At the same time.

They say health is wealth.
But it can go as sudden as a bomber-stealth.
Surrounded by friends and family. 
Yet sometimes it feels so lonely.
They're all great and there for me.
Yet I'm living and dying.
At the same time.

I see the colours of day.
Flowers in full bloom on my way.
And glittering stars in the night.
All around me life is alive and bright.
But still living and dying.
At the same time.

Whatever I do there's no wrong or right.
At this moment, I've accepted this plight.
Nestling in the heart of fate.
I lie in the current and just wait.
Living and dying.
All at the same time.

 -RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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    1. Oh Vgeorg, it’s purely literary….can’t draw parallels to my life/state of mind…..just creativity…..😅🙃😉😎😅….thanks for the blessings though 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

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  3. Crossroads often leave one stumped as to which way to go. Standing too long may tempt the gods of distant pasts to snatch you up as a sacrifice, one of the many dangers of procrastinating at the crossroads. That’s a very nice fashion photo.

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    1. Very well expressed Tim….words of wisdom on an altar of vivid imagination….respect man, nothing but immense respect to your reply🧎‍♀️

      Fashion photo you say…..😅🤣😂🤣….
      I was going for a more psycho-bewildered-conflicted look……🤯🥴😵💭🧠😅

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      1. It’s a rather fashionable psycho-bewildered-conflicted look. Laurie gets Vogue magazine and there are a lot of photos of psycho-bewildered-conflicted looking models.

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  4. After reading “Crossroads” a little song we used to sing at church as children came to mind:

    “I met Jesus at the Crossroads
    Where the two ways meet.
    Satan too was standing there
    And he said ‘Come this way’,
    Lots and lots of pleasures I will give to you today.
    But I said “No”
    Lest Jesus hear
    To see what He’d offer me-
    Down here – my sins forgiven,
    Up there – a home in heaven,
    Praise God, that’s the way for me!”

    I’m so glad I chose Jesus’ way.
    Blessings.

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    1. Beautiful advice for anyone at those crossroads, Merryl…..thank you fir those pearls🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🤩🤩🤩🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🤩🤩🤩🤩🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
      Have a blessed day 😇

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  6. Sounds Like Somewhat of a Mid-Life
    Crisis Now Yet Not Possible Such a Pretty
    Young Woman You Are… True Rue Known

    So Many Pretty
    Women Unhappy

    And So Many Pretty
    Women Who Do Not
    Even See the Beauty They

    Are Yet As They Say Beauty
    Is In the Eye of the Beholder as

    Happiness or Sadness Wings
    We Fly or Heavier Stones That Weigh Us Down

    Whenever i Have Questions i Remove All the CuLTuRaL
    Clothes Yes Past, Present, and Future And Dance Naked
    Wings With Nature God Free As Hawks Fly Over Head and
    Chipmunks Scurry by At my Feet As Squirrels Swing From

    Tree to Tree And Walk Tight Ropes of Lines Above i Determine

    The Meaning And Purpose of Life is Bird Song And Flight Free

    At Least That’s

    What it Feels

    Like Gliding on

    Earth As Balance

    Only Grows With A Dance

    And A Song Gracefully Aging As

    Such as Every Breath And All i Value More

    As Holy And Sacred DarK Thru LiGHT Just

    Becomes Delight of Flight More True i Won’t Reach

    the Clouds Yet i Will Reach the Stars And Sun Within

    For It’s True i Used To Believe A Grey Day is Down then

    Until i Find the Sun And Stars Within to Shine Yes Now

    Literally Generating my Own Happy Neurohormones

    And Neurochemicals Within Cocktail of Endorphins,
    Serotonin, Dopamine, Oxytocin Warming my
    Soul Surely Some i Don’t Currently Have
    Access to Name For It’s True Not
    Unlike A Color Wheel The
    Synergy of the
    Primary

    Colors of Joy
    Are Deeper than
    The Oceans And Skies Are
    Wide in Hues of Colors More
    And So Many More Than 50 Shades
    of Grey as the Roller Coaster of Pain
    To Pleasure Brings Physical And Emotional Truth…

    Anyway i surely Lived Decades Somewhere in the Realm
    of Living Dead Where Words Like Warm And Fuzzy For Oxytocin
    Held no Essence, Joy For Dopamine is No Ladder Higher, Confidence
    of Standing Tall Held Very Little Serotonin, And True Who Has ‘Time’
    For Androgens When All Is Stress Base Surviving The Next Moment in

    Life And

    Yes Those

    Were the Happy

    Days Before i Went to Hell

    As What i See You Describing

    May Be In Between of Purgatory Within

    Too Not Going Anywhere in Particular Just Here

    Or Course this
    May Not Apply
    To How You
    Feel at All Now

    As SuRE A Pretty Young
    Woman Has a Right to Ups And Downs too

    As LonG As You Lift it All Up Pretty Woman all

    Will Be Okay And True i Wouldn’t Use the Pretty Woman

    Injection if You Weren’t Down Today as ‘the Perfect Gentleman’

    i Strive to be Haha

    True Rue if i have
    to i’ll Paint a Clown
    On Your Mona Lisa

    Face

    And

    MAKE YOU LAUGH

    Awww… The Pain and Pleasure oF iT ALL

    i Expect Happy Emoji’s To Come From You

    Soon to Generate Some More Oxytocin As Friends make Friends

    Warm

    No

    Matter
    What It Takes

    True someone Special
    Said i Was A Best Friend today..

    It Surely Meant More Lasting Warmth Than Any
    Grinding Dance of Hips Gifted to me in a Dance Hall

    It’s True Rue i Will Honestly Say Now i am A Happiest
    Person i Ever Meet Now Yet it’s Also True Lots of Blood and Sweat

    And

    TEARS

    Went IN

    to making

    This Happy

    Cake With

    Icing Dripping Everywhere i go…

    And still Does of Course As Heaven is Work Never Ending
    A Practice of Coloring The Cakes of Others Most With

    Or Without
    Icing
    Whatever it takes..:)

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    1. There are a lot of intense things in your reply Fred…thanks for taking the time out to type….all very good advice….especially the one where eyou suggest discarding the burdens of society, culture, past, present and future…..that’s lovely…..have a blessed day Fred😇🙏🏼😇

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      1. SMiles Pleasure
        To See it is
        Purely
        Fictional
        And Not
        About You…

        It’s Natural
        To Provide
        Support

        Even
        To A Fictional
        Story For An

        Empath
        Already
        Worked

        That Muscle
        Several Instances

        Today Ain’t

        Life Best

        When

        It is Human

        And Feeling
        Sensing All

        Of

        Life Truly
        Breathing
        Free Not
        Suffocating

        A Same Breath

        Now Stay

        Blessed

        And

        Yes

        Somewhat
        Of A Relief

        As Humanity is Intense
        My my Just A Wave

        FLoWinG
        By

        Catching
        Wild Surf
        High Winds

        And Placid
        Lakes of

        Peace And Harmony
        Again Yes Stay Blessed🙃😊🙏

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    1. Awww Mercy….thank you Mercy ….
      You always have good counsel 😍🤩🙏🏼🤗😍🙏🏼🤗🤩🙏🏼🤗🤩…..and nice words.
      Hugs and much love😍😍😍😍😍😍

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    1. Oh man….tell me about it….
      And sometimes those mean spells seem to last a lifetime na? What can I say man….sending you hugs and hugs and some more hugs….to help you get through….🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗🎀💗

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    1. I know right. You know, my mum read this and called me crying…..I just love writing melancholic styled poems…so I can’t really stop….maybe I need to start putting up a disclaimer for these ones too….phew😜😜😜😜😜

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      1. Ahh, I know, same thing with horror for me,
        Thank God my parents don’t read otherwise I’d not be free to write some of the horror and some of the sensual things.

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        1. You are a smart man Jude….
          I invited all my relatives when I started this blog….’pair pe kulhadi mar di’
          That’s Hindi for I hit my own foot with a hammer!
          I can imagine your mum reading your sensual posts….they’re very eloquently written and not dirty in any way….but I can imagine lol….

          But you know what …
          When i started my blog, first few months i had zero followers or views. And whenever I checked my stats, I’d see 1. So there was 1 person in India constantly reading my stuff….wanna guess who gave me that support and encouragement…..and still does?💗👩‍👧🎀

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          1. No, then dont you dare regret it.
            She will learn to draw the line between what is true and what is not,
            But like anyone who cares,
            She’ll ask just to make sure.
            I think you’re good.

            Good thing my mum and the internet are not too acquainted.
            She’ll find them when I publish though, and give her a copy.

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            1. I don’t really regret it….but I have my moments 😁😆😅🤣😂🙃😉😅🤣

              My mum doesn’t know how to post replies….she’s figured how to like my articles….but she can’t reply yet. Aaah…..that’s nice….I’m sure she’ll be proud of you….🤩🤩🤩📚👩‍👧

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  13. Crossroads we all deal with sometimes daily, when I read this what came to my mind was a song Through none gone with me still I will follow, no turning back no turning back. If every person falls away still I will follow Jesus. Love your poems

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    1. Absolutely…daily indeed…
      That’s an interesting observation Eileen.
      Everyday we are constantly making choices.
      Some of them seem so small but the repercussions could be so horrible…
      Trusting in God for the right things to happen…
      Thank you do much Eileen😍🤩😍🤩😍

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