What would you choose?
To win or to lose?
Let the other win,
thereby, the victory begins.
Perpetually to flunk,
there be a lunk.
What’s gonna be your choice?
Tranquility or noise?
Serenity often kills,
sound rather fills.
If peace within self,
shout out for help.
To sit beside a sea or a Lake?
What choice would you make?
Moving water is fine,
while, chill with a wine.
Rising tide of the ogin,
to a different world, it takes in.
The colour of your choice?
Blue or turquoise?
The former stands alone,
no mixture in it’s bones.
The bluish green a blend,
Colour, ought to apprehend.
What choice would you make?
To cook or to bake?
Each of the two,
Satiate till the root.
Baking tends to be precise
cooking be of any size.
What would be your choice?
To fall or to rise?
To strive to achieve,
not strained with a sieve.
Experiencing the drop,
Stronger you are brought.