Hobson’s Choice

Dream or hope
Take one or the other
Life gave me a choice
I begged for both
Life winked
Someone had said
Dreams die first
I reasoned
Like a phoenix
Dreams come back
From a thousand death
Woke up
Dream was gone
Hope is there
Keeping me company
Ready to face
A new day
And what life
May throw at me


Dreams die first by Harold Robbins ( 1977 )

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

4 thoughts on “Hobson’s Choice”

    1. Thanks for the comment.
      I think there is a very thin line between dream and hope. Dreams die but hope is everlasting. I have not given up hope but became more pragmatic with passage of time. Now I try to enjoy whatever life brings on.

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