Fate

Stoling my heart as a fugitive in the night Causing a deep desolation in my spirit Tears falling as raindrops were at sight Thinking about who had the culprit Twilight appeared promptly in the gray firmament Blending a spectrum of hues in one tone Sounds of night impressed a great sentiment Threading a symphony in the zone Recapitulating the idilic remembraces of erstwhile Emotions sometimes decide the final statement Leading to a detour after while Following a change that will be a great achievement Breath the liberty of broken barriers Succeding to undiscovered frontiers Nayda Ivette 9-15-15