Poetry: Destiny


Strike a bolt

of pure majesty

as you brew sentiments

and glorious eyes,

for my destiny.


May you form a bond

of immense passion

to cleanse our devotions,

ridding of clamour

for my destiny.


With protective canticles

I will topple over 

and our serene smiles 

will chain with soft gestures

with my destiny.


Discovering credence among sincerity

deluged with healing 

unlock my heart 

protect my soul

it is my destiny.



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