Scylla And Charybdis Poem by Oti Egwu

Explosive bangs from diverse ends
Escape routes were undesirable
I was stucked on the horns of dilemma
On the coarse edges of a quandary
Indeed in between scylla and charybdis

Where are those runs of lucks?
Those gifts of halcyon?
Its as though
Heaven's gate is shutting on me
Heydays are far from sight
Spectacles of hope blurred not bright
Reaching for the stars seems bleak
Alas! a downward trajectory
Thus anthologies of thoughts wildly scary

Yes! situations are not all roses
As life and fear are antithesis
But the trick is always to breath
This surpasses travails of charybdis
And the monstrosity of scylla
But i realized that-
Life begets hope and
Hope breeds life