A Dilemma

It is of the if that we are all made,

the dilemma of a sound mind,

the story of a girl so lost,

and a woman who will find.

There is that if of a past heartache,

a dilemma of so many heartbreaks,

the story of some broken memories,

and a memory yet to make.

There is an if in the laughter of those eyes,

a dilemma of deeply hidden pain,

the story of some unturned losses,

and a long impending smile to gain.

The if in the darkness of the night,

the dilemma of a moon to rise,

the story of the rising sun,

and the moon’s demise.



I have always thought of the ifs in my life very often, if I had not done this, or if I had done that. Sometimes they make me happy and sometimes just infinitely sad. But the one thing I know is that each of the ifs have taught me something. And for better or for worse, the person I am is because of the numerous ifs in my life.
We all have ifs, and some too big to be forgotten or let go but they are there for a reason. Sometimes even if to make you realise the value of normality. They all form decisions in your life. And sometimes ifs are actions, conditions that will take you to what you see and what you dont. There is a poem IF by Rudyard Kipling, everyone has heard it, but my IF would be different, very different.
I think every If makes you a person. Whole and complete. If there were lesser ifs, I might not have been who I am and If there were more ifs then may be it would have messed me up in my head. But if the ifs right now I have are not enough or may be too much is it wrong……

If.. I could only always answer all questions.