Kismet - First Place Contest Winner
Become a
Premium Member
and post notes and photos about your poem like Sotto Poet.
In the realm where time does spin,
Where destinies are shaped within,
There is a force we cannot escape.
Kismet, the weaver of our fate, shape
With threads of gold and silver, it swam
Kismet weaves a tapestry, never scram
Through the dance of destiny, we are bound.
In the symphony of life, we are found.
With each step we bear, fortune guides,
Leading us to where our path resides.
In the twists and shifts of life's grand dance,
Kismet's hand leads us into a trance.
From the cradle to the grave,
Our destinies, since childhood, engraves.
On the darkest nights and brightest days,
Kismet's presence never strays.
In the moments of bliss and sorrow's embrace,
Fate can touch and leave an indelible trace.
Through the highs and lows, the ups and downs,
Destiny's hand orchestrates the profound.
In the meeting of souls, destiny weaves a tale.
Binding hearts together without fail.
In the paths we cross and the choices we make,
Fate's influence we cannot shake.
In the grand tapestry of life's design,
Doom's hand intertwines with mine.
Through the joys and tears that we endure,
Kismet's touch remains pure.
So let us dance to the rhythm of fate,
Embracing the twists and shifts that await
In the dance of kismet, we find our place.
Knowing that destiny's hand we cannot erase.
For in the dance of destiny, we are set free,
To live our lives with love and glee.
So let us embrace the dance of Kismet,
With clear hearts and spirits lit.
For in its intricate steps and turns,
Our truest selves, it discerns.
In the tapestry of life, we find
Destiny's touch is both gentle and kind.
1st place contest winner
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment