Lucky Souls

Fate takes two billion pairs of matched Souls
Mixes them up
And scatters them (randomly)
Across the face of this Earth

Like a mother and her baby
Each Soul knows the call of its Mate
But Fate's cruel hand
And twisted irony
Separates each Alpha from his Omega
Each Yin from her Yang

So, this World is filled with the keening of
Lost Souls
Unrequited Love
And Poetry

But Fate cannot bend Nature's laws
Some Lucky Souls fall close
To fulfill their sublime destiny
And a few Souls collide
As their paths and fortunes cross...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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December 6, 2015 at 12:03 PM
Hi Nigel, thank you for the lovely visit to my poem. :) I enjoyed reading this poem again. You have a way with your thoughts, deep and real... SKAT
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December 5, 2015 at 7:58 PM
Nigel, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
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December 6, 2015 at 3:39 AM
Thank you SKAT. My word, it's years since I have been on here :)
Sanders Avatar
May 21, 2013 at 7:42 PM
Nicely poet
Ellison Avatar
September 14, 2012 at 5:39 PM
Loving soul mates will find each other... I found mine!
Eastman Avatar
February 8, 2012 at 10:40 AM
Great poem just before Valentine Day. I believe in this one... so true.
Shango Avatar
March 15, 2009 at 6:16 AM
So, this World is filled with the keening of Lost Souls Unrequited Love And Poetry Thanks for this exquisite reminder, that's why I love it.
Loving Iii Avatar
January 23, 2009 at 2:40 PM
nicely writen but i must disagree. fate is as fate does draws alphas and omegas together from accross the universe. john
White Avatar
January 23, 2009 at 10:12 AM
Beautiful, Nigel. By the way, I've bought a new bottle of Advil, awaiting your next blog post. ****Daniele*******
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January 23, 2009 at 5:09 AM
A true soul mate is so hard to find... if and when they do it is pure bliss. Well done my friend! Best wishes, Keith
Buys Avatar
January 20, 2009 at 12:04 PM
Awesome introspection and cries out for philosophical debate. Very well written and a pleasure to read. Regards Heidie
Guzzi Avatar
January 19, 2009 at 3:06 PM
random theory? hmmmm I better start pining around more! Light & Love Debbie Guzzi
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January 14, 2009 at 1:28 PM
Excellent write Nigel. I read this and it gave me a lot to think about. Wonderful as always.
Moreno Avatar
January 14, 2009 at 2:49 AM
An outstanding truth of words Nigel. the concept and depth are incredible...Raul
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January 13, 2009 at 3:28 AM
Beautiful poetry Nigel!! Fate rules everything and I sincerely believe that, how lucky are the ones who fall close, whose paths cross. At least I'm not that lucky one..lol...but anyways, wishing much luck for you:) Love, Chitra
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January 12, 2009 at 6:16 PM
It does almost seem like fate is playing this game of chance at times, just for the amusement of seeing what happens. Fortunately a few souls collide and succeed!! Hooray at least for that! ~ Interesting and thought provoking poem..well done! ~ Carrie
Winter Avatar
January 12, 2009 at 4:49 PM
Your philosophy rings true with me, as your poetry excels. I often feel like the luckiest soul in the world for that very reason. Wishing the same for you. Outstanding write! Love, Shar
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January 12, 2009 at 4:27 PM
superb...I believe this is really the truth of things..You keep thinking..out of all these souls there has to be one that matches..sigh. BG
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January 12, 2009 at 2:28 PM
Nigel, I love this write. It explains everything so perfectly. What a creative and talented mind you possess to figure out why, when it comes to matters of the heart, things seem to work out the way they do. Well said! Love, Robin
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