At Cross Roads

Every soul would ought to desire..
The ecstasy in search of admire ..
Unearthing the love , sets delight on fire ..
But .. The pain of a futile search .. makes one feel dire ..

Everywhere .. Lovely is the sensation of to be cherished ..
Here .. An endless wait waiting to be relinquished ..

Everywhere .. Exquisite is the feeling of being in adore..
Here .. a melancholy in the fore..

Dampness.. in the minds of mind ,
Fatal is its kind ..

Standing .. Stuck and baffled at Cross Roads ..
With confusion in loads ..

The first that would dissolve the ocean ..
Another the river ..
A loss in either of the verdict ..
Ultimately .. Life losing its flavor ..

To work ..to make the option viable .
Resorting to chose the road less liable ..

Huh ,, why am I still stuck at Cross Roads .. ? With confusion in loads .. ??