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The Choice Is Never Ours
The world was on fire, no one could save me but you - "Chris Isaak - Wicked Game" Yes, the world was on fire, Set ablaze by those powers ruling over us all And I, stood there, Drenched in sweat, Wanting to vomit, feeling suffocated, Yet, full of life, As I knew that you were there, To haul me up onto those pink clouds Drawn and painted for us both By the Gods! But you made it clear That you would save me not Choosing, rather, to be the prince charming Of someone else, And I, left to my own plight, Could only look at the fires fearfully, Wondering at how painful the pain of being burnt Would feel! But then, I chose to dive into those fires on my own, As, Our human stories in a fallen world, Had already been written for us Before we were even assigned a mortal womb And if those powers had bid that it be so Then Why fight Why cry over its spilt milk? You could save me not And I got engulfed in those fires, They fell in love with me, Made of me their own Queen, And I rule now, Over them, As boldly as would a Goddess of Water Knowing that better it is to follow The course of fate, Being after all, A confused intelligence Revolving in a meaningless world! Written on 14 Feb 2020 For Contest Enter the 'Famous poetic lines 3 - Love songs' Poetry Contest Sponsored by Silent One
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