Poetry: Chosen Destiny?


One desires for love fortune

with a chance of an everlasting

where destiny spins for us

and we process the odds of misfortune.


Why do we agree and not block the answers

Is it our nature to withhold and accept the outcome?

Can the battles be won without weapons of sentiments?

Are we allowed a say?


We can aspire for numbness

but we cannot step forward with cowardice.

Is it that we fear?

Or is it that we do not care?


The clock ticks to an unknown outcome

and we can falsely move backwards

should we?

it is all an illusion. We can’t retract.


For gratefulness is clear when not blind

and sadness disappears with dreams of company.

We can choose to look back,

but the paths will collide without force.



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