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Dilemma-Sticky Wicket

This dilemma-tic place,

forces us to blindly trace.

Being oblivious to the grace,

it thwacks love in the face.

Though it provides a choice,

yet it eliminates our voice.

Accepting  undesirable alternatives,

makes us superlatives.

Bewilderment slowly eats our soul,

messing up with our role.

This perplexing anguish,

makes our passion vanquish.

~Palak Arora

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Author:

Mountains coached me to write.

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