The Beauty Left Unseen

Two roads, a decision tight One path dark and keen Another path of light, oh so bright Busy was the path of light, To see it, the beauty left unseen. The dark path beckoned with mystery deep Whispers of secrets untold, Yet the allure of the bright path was hard to keep Its promises of glory and gold, Oh, how the heart wavered, torn and cold. Two roads, divergent, forever apart, Each with its own secrets and schemes. The heart's longing echoes, a constant impart A haunting reminder of dreams Oh, the beauty left unseen, forever it seems.