Chance
Yes, it’s a poem that rhymes. I know. But I wrote it a while ago, and I still like it. So let me know what you think and if you think a better format would work, or if you like the rhyming.
Chance
Glancing out
across the way,
Not really seeing
the beautiful day
or all the people
milling around.
I’m just looking out,
Just looking down,
Lost in thought,
but then I see
A fluttering chance,
Smiling at me.
It’s a small little chance
Just a glimmer in the sun
But it could be an occasion
To finally have some fun.
To finally get out
To see what there is
To try things again,
To really live.
By taking this chance,
I’d be taking a risk.
It’s a cheeky little thing,
And could be selfish.
But if this chance
Accepted me too
I could really soar,
The things we could do!
Of course, things could go wrong,
I could really get hurt,
I may not be unscathed
By the devilish flirt
That this little chance
may turn out to be
But this is my choice,
It’s completely up to me.
All this, the chance tells me,
As it glimmers in the light.
It begs me to decide
Before it’s taken by night.
I sit there and ponder,
What should I do?
Should I run down the stairs,
Take them by two?
Should I rush toward this chance?
Take it in my arms,
clutch it like a treasure,
And protect it from harm?
Maybe I should approach cautiously.
Maybe I should take my time
Hoping its still waiting
when I make up my mind
which I will only do
after all doubt is pushed aside,
my options are weighed,
and I’m sure its bona fide.
Perhaps I should ignore the chance,
and focus on more important things in life.
My schoolwork, my homework,
today’s family strife.
I should go out and have fun
enjoy life with my friends.
I shouldn’t focus on chances
that won’t matter in the end.
As I consider all my choices
The sun lowers in the sky.
Looking down for my little chance,
I let out a small sigh.
There’s nothing there
Floating about.
I waited too long,
considering my doubts,
And now my chance is gone.
So I glance again across the way
And hope tomorrow’s a better day.
Posted on January 15, 2013, in Poetry, Writing and tagged chance, inspiration, life, poem, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
Wait, I meant thumbs up on this one. Lol the other is good as well, though. But I like this one better.
haha! Glad you like this one. Kinda surprised you didn’t like the other one better since it has some bizarre stuff in it. But it is more vague than this one..
A fleeting glance
Offers a chance
At what we do not know
But if we miss this chance
It may never return,
So the choice is up to you
To pursue
Or not!