#Choice

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  • eyeenma 3w

    I am not going to force anything anymore
    If you want to do
    You do it
    You dont want to
    Therefore its your choice

    Simply your choice.
    And I will take it .
    Accepting , it is what it is... ..

    #acceptance #noforce #choice #anything #consent #feelings #expectations #work #life #phillosophy

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    Not forcing anything anymore

    I am not going to force anything anymore
    If you want to do
    You do it
    You dont want to
    Therefore its your choice

    Simply your choice.
    And I will take it .
    Accepting , it is what it is...
    ©eyeenma

  • meline18_hk 3w

    You won’t get a chance to
    choose the kinda dream
    you get when you are asleep…
    But, you always have a chance to
    choose the kinda dream
    you follow when you are awake.


    ©meline18_hk

  • slaughtered_heart 4w

    If I had two options and one of them was you, I wouldn't even care to know what was the other one. I will just chose you....


    ©slaughtered_heart

  • mmbftd 6w

    Go

    I'm weary
    And I am free
    No posterity to worry about.
    I have a choice.
    Most do not.
    Fate led me to this freedom
    Never having children.
    I see headlines, scripted
    Injecting fear as they inject
    Unknown concoctions
    Into your babies.
    I am hurting for you.
    Your choice and theirs has been
    Stolen.
    Your body is no longer your own.
    Logic no longer stands.
    You say you got protected, yet you need protection from others who are not yet protected.
    Does this make sense?
    I am only an observer.
    I'm in a unique position. I have been in a subconsciously self-imposed quarantine for years now. I do not leave my home. Ever. Agoraphobia is the contagion's neighbor.
    And so, I spectate and speculate.
    And I'm not that woman that blindly trusts, not for many years now.
    I can understand both sides. I believe in autonomy. I believe you should choose for yourself. As adults. But now your children? Where do you draw the line? They are your most important beautiful creations. Your absolute responsibility to care and protect.
    You must begin to follow reason. Admit that something is not right here anymore. It's been this way a long while now. White sun instead of yellow, air no longer clear, sky no longer blue. Mandela no longer dead nor alive.
    Simulation of what we once were.
    You think me irrational, crazy even. Perhaps you are right if I get measured by today's standards. But I am not from this place. I was of the before. Where now their are only simulated shadows puppeteering existence. But much like children getting all the answers from the A.I. yet lacking the life knowledge to process that answer...this current time seems like that. Built on old ways and fading memories of old times, but lacking depth, meaning or weight. This place is paper ready to burn.
    So why am I so concerned about everyone else? Your children? Free will? Autonomy? Choice?
    I suppose I'm old enough to remember that it's what we all fought so hard to maintain. And without those things...are we all not slaves?
    Just free thinking here, while it's still allowed.
    Tick tock.
    I've got one choice.
    I can stay or go.
    But you need to stay, for your babies...so find your values and get ready to stand up for them.
    My best wishes are with you all.
    And this, this is my way of standing up. Thinking and writing and sharing. It's what I can do.
    It's all I can do. It's the least I can do, for all of us.
    I'm not here for likes or hearts or any other electronic phantom of perceived adoration. I'm here to leave a record of what once was. From one tiny spec, one pixel of time itself.
    ©mmbftd

  • junkyard 6w

    Love is just a decision; you made your choice.

    Past your skin, it runs deep inside.
    Should have seen the signs; but you were blinded by the sun.
    Inside shallow sheets; you overslept your summer nights.
    So when you heard the thunder you burried the seed before its time.
    Now gone are the days of young; soon just meant never.
    And if you decide to come for forensic, hope for a touch firm enough.
    ©junkyard

  • teokannan 8w

    Timeline

    There are 7 possible Timelines.
    Source/Universe wants you to choose the highest timeline.
    Your fear wants you to pick the lowest timeline.
    You have the choice, every second!

    ©teokannan

  • eyeenma 9w

    Abandonment

    Feels like usual
    Abandonment

    Sometimes I get abandoned
    Sometimes I abandon
    Things
    People
    Relationships
    Thoughts
    Feelings

    Life
    Opportunes me,
    To hang on,
    Sometimes.
    Sometimes I am the one
    Lying abandoned
    Hoping to be taken up
    Chosen!
    The Dope chosen gives is tremendous
    And the emptiness of Abandonment
    Is Killing.
    So I hang on a little bit of Dope from the choice
    That leads to my desperation.
    Desperation of being chosen
    Through the path of self pity
    To the courage of Self worth.
    I risk Abandonment, I face abandonment, i experience abandonment.
    Throughout my life.
    Dont blame me
    If I abandon.
    for I have learnt it through experience.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 9w

    Detachment

    I have been afraid
    Afraid of being confident,
    Confidently relating to someone.

    For since I was a kid,
    I had felt abandonment.
    I had been terrified of being ripped off.
    Off my friendships

    For its very beautiful
    To see demands to be.
    Fulfilment of desires.
    Desires of relevancy
    And associated-ness.

    For what you hold true
    May not be the other's reality.
    For the people are complex.
    And often you are option.
    Just a choice that's on the table.

    A choice that you may or may not chose.
    A choice that remains with the other.

    Just to be with you or discard you.
    ©eyeenma

  • peterneil 9w

    Our Love

    My Dear Theresa

    It's so sad,
    that we have to painfully pick the ashes from the wilts of our dying love

    While it lasted, it felt eternal though external but largely fatal for our existence

    Your modesty I cherish
    Your soothing grace I admire
    Your jingling glory I adore
    Your sweet heart I love

    I smiled last night as I remember how we planted in March, watered in April and our love bloomed for three Mays
    I cried!!

    So sad we couldn't be for blood have decided our fate.

    Let's pick our ashes and blow it to the wind, let it go with the wind so we can fly again and bloom even in the desert; let's make a beautiful flower once again.

    Your burning desire
    ©peterneil

  • when_soul_writes 9w

    Hey girl, Rise up and dance,
    For you have got a new chance!
    To Fight for yourself
    And rather being helpless.
    Let go of the painful past
    Have a blast till you last.
    You don't have to keep on sinning,
    When every moment is a new beginning.
    Always keep your pride,
    And see what this beautiful life can provide!

    ©when_soul_writes

  • madinah_writes 11w

    Life is a dance,
    Whose music we sing.
    Lost a step and be blown away in it's swing.

    Life is a dance,
    Whose step you cannot forget.
    Take the wrong twist and you will regret.

    Life is a dance,
    And love is it's attire.
    Age blows fast,
    And you're likely to retire.

    Life is a dance,
    Where race is costume.
    Bleach it off in the name of fashion
    And you'll never resume it's action.

    Life is a dance,
    Where we fight for employment.
    We get chosen,
    And consider it an achievement.

    Madinah_Writes
    17.09.2021.




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    Life Is A Dance

    ©madinah_writes

  • godswillekwughaonu 12w

    The things we did wrong

    The things we did wrong
    ...were the people we never hated, but didn't love
    The things we did wrong
    ...were the lifestyles we secretly admired but openly condemned
    The things we did wrong
    ...were the lies we portrayed as truth and the truth we enshrouded with lies
    The things we did wrong
    ...were the lives we could have lived but instead lived others' lives
    The things we did wrong
    ...were the many things we could have done but failed to do
    The things we did wrong
    ...were the decisions we shouldn't have made but went on to make
    ©godswillekwughaonu

  • nazishnazir 12w

    Do you think you have
    A choice in loving someone?
    The answer is always be ........ No
    Your soul pick who you love
    And your heart seals the deal.
    How little a choice we have
    Over such things
    When your heart knows , What it wants
    And your soul knows, what is real

  • stellaire_mystique 13w

    Now / Never

    I once had a choice of now or never
    I chose never
    Because choosing now was not the only way leading me to never
    Although it was just a little bit hardest to walk upon than I expected
    ©stellaire_mystique

  • the_amorist 13w

    WOULD YOU?

    What happens to a man stripped of his beliefs?
    What's to become of him
    Who's gone so far astray
    He's forgotten how to swim?
    Would you be the seraphim
    To bring order to his disarray?
    And remind him of the existence
    Of a higher power when his will
    Be as fragile as a hymen? 
    Would you be a testament of its omniscience? 
    Or be the Frey in this existence
    That holds a design akin to a frey? 
    Would you be the light from lanterns
    To him who's lost his way
    And be his guide out of this darkness of concerns? 
    Would you stay to convey
    A message of hope
    At his hour of dismay
    Or would you just watch
    As he withers away? 


    ©the_amorist

  • eyeenma 15w

    #phillosophy #love #feelings #responsibility #choice.What should love be???
    A question that intriguingly fascinating
    Ask any one they will tell you their story
    Story of their beliefs and reservations
    Story they want others to go by.
    I
    Guess
    The definition of love is very different
    For everyone.

    But what does it boil down to.
    We all want the distillate of love
    The purest in form

    That satisfy our held beliefs and
    constructs of society.

    But is that really it??

    Isn't it the spontaneous reciprocity
    Of words and actions
    That come into existence.
    With the Choice to stay together.
    And also remain individual and make own decisions.

    I guess love is being comfortable with letting go if it doesn't work out
    I guess love is respecting own dignity
    Love is spontaneously reciprocal
    And love is positive regard
    Love is sharing responsibility.

    That's what my kind of love is.

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    Talking of love

    What should love be???
    A question that intriguingly fascinating
    Ask any one they will tell you their story
    Story of their beliefs and reservations
    Story they want others to go by.
    I
    Guess
    The definition of love is very different
    For everyone.

    But what does it boil down to.
    We all want the distillate of love
    The purest in form

    That satisfy our held beliefs and
    constructs of society.

    But is that really it??
    ©eyeenma

  • dave_amogh 15w

    WHO AM I

    Day is Sunny✨ but I love to stay in dark
    Who am I?

    I can buy 3 meals a day but I'd choose to starve
    Who am I?

    I Have friends but I'd choose to stay alone
    Who am I?

    Im a bad chooser of people ' I chose someone who broke my heart

    ©dave_amogh

  • an_inking_introvert 16w

    Choices

    Choosing you over myself again and again, shows how madly I am into you.






    ©an_inking_introvert

  • tamilselvan_kandan 17w

    I always wonder why things change me
    I always Question on Prioritiesand Choices
    I look into New Beginningswhether it crashes the Golden Old
    But Later On understand that
    Time and Distance is not only a relation to Speed
    But also the Destroyers of Relationship

    ©tamilselvan_kandan

  • lunalight 13w

    Okay

    It's Okay you are not the One for them
    It's okay you are not the happiness for them
    It's okay you are not their choice.
    But be happy because
    ©lunalight