The Battle Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt
The Battle
A battle took place deep down in my heart,
The right choice to make! It tore me apart.
The choice of love and love to be,
Oh! Which Should I choose, so that I could live happily.
Love! A most simple form in all its ways,
Oh! How I would rejoice in its days!
Yet! Forever it would stay,
Not like the love which would be on its way.
I, as a young man,
So confused right now!
Oh! Please Oh! Please, tell me to which do I bow?
For if I make a mistake today,
I would carry it in my life all the way.
And for if I make the right decisions today,
I would regret letting it go all throughout the way.
Both ways have its blunt!
I'm the prey and their on the hunt.
Yet! All in all the right thing to do,
I know I just have to be true!
Oh, dear poet, , How coul you read my heart? This poem haunting me! ! ! ! It's an amazing poem for me! ! ! And I'll give you 100marks! ! !
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Oh, dear poet, , How coul you read my heart? This poem haunting me! ! ! ! It's an amazing poem for me! ! ! And I'll give you 100marks! ! !