Destiny
I was lying down in a platform;
And was dreaming about the unwritten.
Not to end the renowned act;
But to continue it on your souls.
I can work harder on it;
To finish the realistic on time.
Even it is harder to remove thorns;
I want to replace it with joy.
I can make it worser atlast;
But gave up this time.
Not to make her perfect;
But to radiate her courage.
I was about to fall asleep;
Like a leaf going to grass.
But i saw something glazing;
That was the gaze of her eyes.
I thought unpleasant clouds are crying;
And they didn't let her shine.
But i realized ;it's not the destiny;
It's the way of outbreak in history.
Copyright © Jincy John | Year Posted 2021
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