
The colour of my skin
The country of my origin
My sex and my parentage
My name and my heritage
Of these I did not get to choose any
Nor did others in this unfair journey.
I am from the land rooted in the belief of karma
Where we are taught to follow our dharma
But if everything is predestined
Should we then our preference rescind?
Then why are there options to make a choice
Should we then ignore our gut’s voice?
Since I can think, my choices I do exercise
Others may concur or decide to criticise
There are always many options to choose from
Our choice will decide our future’s outcome
Alas! If only it were so simple and plain
Yet I stand by my choices and don’t complain.
Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s guest host, Christopher, has asked us to write on the concept of choice.
We all must stand by the choices we make. It is good to see that you have your priorities straight. π
One small, tiny thing – predestined and resigned do not rhyme. π
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Thanks, Christopher. It was a great prompt and honestly we were spoilt for choice! π
I know! πIt was around 1.30 am and I was sleepy. It is the lame truth. I have corrected it now. π
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I love that you started with where and who you are – land rooted in the belief of karma. These are things we are born with, and yet, we can make a choice given the situation. It is not easy and if we must make a choice, we need to stand by them.
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Absolutely, Grace. I must have written at least five-six drafts but finally wrote about this because here most of us completely surrender to fate.
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wow I could certainly have written this one sis, great minds think alike!
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Thanks for the compliment, sis. I hope you are having a great time.
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the time of my life, really … have tried to do this for decades … then carpe diem!
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A fine piece of verse that explains freedoms and frustrations well.
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Thanks a lot, Sean.
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Since I can think, my choices I do exercise – So much power and hope in these lines. I think it’s possible to rise above ‘fate.’ As human beings we can and should choose. Great poem Punam.
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I totally agree, Nitin. We can’t blame fate for everything. Thanks a lot.
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Such a wonderful poem on freewill. Thank you for your words!
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Thank you so much! β€οΈ
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I remember being very confused by the concept of predestination as a child–certain Christian sects believe in it–so your words ring true for me Punam. (K)
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In my younger years, I too was confused. Thanks a lot, Kerfe.
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Excellent way of putting things Punam. I personally believe thatβs itβs somewhere in between the destiny and choice.
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Thanks a lot, Sadje. That’s a balanced approach.
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It is indeed. Youβre most welcome
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Great poem and take on the word prompt! I love the journey it took me on, the vision of you that I imagined! Well done π ππ
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Thanks so much, Pamelap. ππΌβ€οΈ
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Choice is the essence of free will and even so there are many who refuse to choose. I too stand by my choices! Excellent poem that lays out the conundrum in rhyme!
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Thanks, Val. The dichotomy between free will and destiny really got me when I was younger.
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As you should. Punam, in my opinion. βπΌβ€οΈ
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Thanks, Rob. β€οΈ
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Loved it.. Another masterpiece, yet again.. ππΌπππΌπ€πππ..
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Thanks a lot, my dear. ππ€ππΌβ€οΈ
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You really bring out your inner turmoil well, with regard to choice. Sometimes, I believe that free will reigns supreme (which is why everything is in such a mess), and sometimes some events make me feel that fate plays a big hand in our world. Lovely poem, Punam.
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Tanmay, the same feelings plague me, hence the turmoil. Thanks for understanding.
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Well said, Punam!
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Thanks, Ingrid! ππΌ
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Like Grace, I love that you started with where and who you are, the things we are born with, and progressed through your poem, through the belief of karma and predestination, to the independence of choice in the line βSince I can think, my choices I do exerciseβ. It takes a strong person to stand by their choices and not complain. Well said, Punam!
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Kim, I am so glad you enjoyed the progression in the poem. Finally we are what we are because of the choices we make. Thank you so much.
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We stand by our choices. Not complaining is the key to sanity in the future.
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I totally agree, Reena.
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we have choices. We always stand by our choices, understanding that it never ends there. More will follow.
And on those times we do not get to determine a choice, we hope we can accept what cannot be changed.
Thanks for writing this. Lovely.
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I concur, Selma. Thanks so much for reading beautifully. ππΌ
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A lot of thought, as is your way, has gone into this poem, Punam, not the least of which is the excellent rhyming.
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Tracy, thanks a lot. β€οΈ
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I don’t follow the logic of the belief that we have choices (because free will) but God already knows what we will choose (because omniscient) and if that choice is to destroy humanity God won’t lift a little finger (because free will) but will cast the mecreant into eternal damnation for exercising the free will that God gave us, knowing full well (because omniscient) what the outcome would be.
Just one adjustment I’d make. The third line should really read ‘My sex and my parentage’. We can’t choose our sex, we have it from conception, but there are (so we’re told) an infinite number of genders to choose from.
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I too cannot understand that logic, Jane.
Thanks for the suggestion. I have made the change.
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I don’t understand how any critical thinker could fall for it, but maybe it’s the critical thinker part that poses problem.
Sex/gender is a sensitive issue for some people. Critical thinking problem again.
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Agreed.
Agreed. That was quite insensitive on my part.
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I didn’t mean you were insensitive, I’ve never known you to utter an insensitive word! I just meant that it gets some people wound up.
Hurting people’s feelings should never be a reason for not speaking the truth.
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I do try to be mindful when I write but sometimes my writing lacks nuances. Though when it comes to truth, I call a spade, a shovel!π
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There’s a nuance there. Try shovelling coal with a spade or digging a hole with a shovel π
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Haha!
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Beautiful and lovely words so well composed Punam ππΌ
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Thanks, dear Kamal.
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Welcome dear Punam π
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There is much we can’t choose. (Having a child who is non-binary, I’d agree with Jane about choosing gender.) But we have minds, and we can choose much about our lives.
Well expressed, Punam!
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I changed that, Merril. Quite insensitive on my part!
Thanks a lot, Merril. ππΌ
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I didn’t think you were being insensitive, Punam. π
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I like the way you question stake the limitations of choice… I think though that what is important to question the borders we might put on ourselves…
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Sometimes those borders are put because of our belief in fate. If only we could free ourselves….
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Making our choices and standing by them. I like that, Punam. Every choice we make affects our outcome! Well done.
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Thanks so much, Dwight.
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You are welcome!
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Your poem is life affirming β¦ thank you for visiting me, leaving a comment.
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Thanks a lot, Helen. Always my pleasure.
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It’s a conundrum. Yet I do think all-that-is is the way it is supposed to be, even our decisions. It’s impossible to conceive as being that way but it is beyond conception.
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It sure is a conundrum, Li. Some things are way beyond our comprehension.
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Punam, a workable philosophy for dealing with predestination versus choice. This is a dilemma we all face, and your poem is very uplifting and encouraging! β€
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Cheryl, thanks so much! Always appreciate your valuable feedback. β€οΈ
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Lovely write, dear Punam. β€οΈ
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Thanks so much, dear Jeff. β€οΈ
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Such a thought provoking poem!
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Thanks a lot, Heather.
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You’re welcome.
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I have to say I missed the whole issue with the 3rd line for whatever it’s worth. It went right over my head Punam but it did reach my heart and I do agree that it can be a conundrum. I always believe in following our gut at the expense of outcome. Nicely done!
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Beautifully written. Life consists of colours π
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