My choice

I’m not afraid to lose

I don’t mind the pain

I’m not afraid to choose

I don’t mind the gain

I’ll never be vain

By feeding my enemies
and starving my friends
I’ll keep a delicate balance of what everyone wants and need

I don’t have to look back all the time

No need to remember what you already passed and where you failed

I learned from it and bare it in my heart and mind for all time

I quite like my enemies for what they are

It’s my friends and loved ones I fear

I don’t mind those who hate me

They can’t hurt me or reach my mind

It’s the ones who I love or ones who love me
I need to beware of

They are the ones who can bring tears and break my heart

By feeding my enemies
and starving my friends
I’ll keep a delicate balance of what everyone wants and need

No more words to be spoken

And no one to get the token

No love in the wrong direction

Just the delicate balance of power in my heart and mind

Watching the days rush passed me so fast

Only the loss of love can as my brake stop me at last

By feeding my enemies
and starving my friends
I’ll keep a delicate balance of what everyone wants and need

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

5 thoughts on “My choice

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    ” My choice ” , continues the exacting process of poetic examination of the self which has already been laid bare in Jan’s preceding works. The intensity and clarity of this particular poem reinforces my view that there is a substantial amount of material already accumulated to start work on a novel or playscript with.

  2. Louis Kasatkin

    Destiny Poets’ International Community of Poets ( ICOP ) are pleased to announce that for May 2013 , the following works have been chosen in the categories of Poem of the Month and Highly Commended . ** Poem of the Month **…” Kaviguru Rabindranath Tagore ” by Ampat Koshy……..* Highly Commended (12 ) (tabulated alphabetically) *…” Changelings ” by Gina McKnight…” Divine Drops ” by Soumya Mohanty Vilekar…” Drowning the Dialogues ” by Sangeeta Suneja…” For Jim ” by Rashmi Malapur…” Gardenias ” by Brett Kelly…” Lingering Echo ” by Elizabeth Castillo…” My choice ” by Jan Christian Sorensen…” My Utopian Child ” by Nalini Srivastava…” Pangs of Creativity ” by Tapeshwar Prasad…” The Watcher ” by Fathima Manal…” Without an ‘if’ ” by Iulia Gherghei…” Yellow Flowers ” by Rahul Aithal…

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