Fate a Built Up Word

A simple word that can chase me hard
To ruin my dreams and paving the end
To shatter my hopes of my uncertain future 
It's  nothing more than a sinking boat
All I had was my brittle goals 
Dusty winds that pick out my roots
World a wonder bait  to peel out my passion 
To leave me helpless all my way
I am not more than a feeble prey
In the world of hungry hopes
To change my withering leaves
To healthy life that can withstand the tide
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Agustin Avatar
September 8, 2024 at 4:32 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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