True Destiny

“A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it.” – Jean de La Fontaine Trials amid tribulation failures, gradual adaptations life a series of grafts some taking, others left for dead a simple weave making their way thru your head stitches try to make scars more bearable but the shameful still bleed from within where are you my destiny as I battle life alone in this bed? stars have come out tonight and music begins to play sync my soul with happenstance our future sits at bay sip slowly from her chalice don't let this one slip away dreams aren't meant for dying let the living excite the day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
October 26, 2019 at 8:53 AM
Some very soul insightful musing in this beautiful poem, TS. Love the last line: dreams aren't meant for dying ... let the living excite the day. I really dig your poetic style. Pure poetry. Love and more love always.
Chiri Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 7:30 PM
Amazing as always my friend!;)
Michael Avatar
October 17, 2019 at 4:43 AM
"dreams aren't meant for dying let the living excite the day" Well said
Andresen Avatar
October 16, 2019 at 11:20 AM
- A deep poem, with your emotions TS - "Destiny" is really a strange word / concept ... I think most things that happens is coincidence, and we ourselves can change the day ... or our dreams :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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