Christy Stover Poet Rhyme

Tragic Victory

it seems that fate
vomits complications
even patience won’t wait
running from dysfunctions
           hope requires enlightenment
           truths’ very essence
           fates’ arrangement
           weakens hopes’ presence
mischievous destiny
always hungry for control
opposes the sanity
which strengthens the soul
           reality gets twisted
           up in the mind
           knowledge is arrested
           and all that’s left to find
is a blanket of wreckage
of all goodness broken
insanity’s full coverage
not a space is left open
           where virtue and logic
           can walk free
           the chaos is tragic
           when fate gets a victory

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Derek Noble Ayi October 12, 2017 at 9:14 AM Wow. Great poem. You are good. Keep it up.

Daniel Turner February 22, 2017 at 7:58 PM "Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall," Longfellow. Great write, Christy:)

Chris Green February 22, 2017 at 4:38 PM Your poem today Christy has really touched me, hope seems such a fragile thing when pitted against fate. But for some reason, in me, hope returns over and over again, only to be knocked down over and over again. I haven't taken the time to notice if it comes back stronger each time but I do know that it always seems to find a way to let me down. Maybe it just needs to be stronger or fate a bit weaker...either way, your poem has touched a nerve, that is how well written it is.