Fate Poems | Examples of Fate Poetry

If my life were to fly? Then can find a lover, the soul just flies, two is one, be us No partner, no mate, no open gate from my life, just a life The rusty key is lost. Can’t open. No lock. You. Loved off My life was to fly, to your crown, my age. Dry wreath dry I loved...

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I linger, to pause for a while, between the ladder rungs of what's been done below, and what is yet to become above. Below me stretches a dizzying array of tiers. Each step is a relic of a decision, I've made to take the next rung up or down— Some firm, some sure, some splintered, and weathered. Each step was risky, presuming...

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Do you think we could fall in love again next summer? Like a warm breeze that swiftly moves through the seasons embracing for the cold winter ahead. We would sit among dewy grass blades and walk along the chilled sand from a secluded beach as the moon rises. Splash and swim around in chilly water. Lay between wildflowers and...

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Part Thirty — The Story's End Sweet Giti, gem in heaven's ring, Stayed true in love through everything. Her heart she gave to her dear flame, Soul's companion, love's sweet name. And Saeed—behold his blessed state! Though challenged by his cruel fate, Hear how his trials came to bear His faithful heart, worn down by care. Despite the wounds and aching soul, From strangers' scorn...

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Part Twenty-Seven — Giti Speaks with Her Father and His Reply Sweet Giti, like an idol fair, A thousand hearts caught in her hair. As soft and gentle as the breeze, Her charm could bring strong men to knees. She locked her heart and gave love's key, Sugar-sweet smiles for all to see. She turned and gently told her sire: "O father dear,...

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Part Twenty-Four — The Fifth Cupbearer's Song O Saqi, one glance—show mercy here, And heal this wound with wine so clear. Fill up the cup for we are dry, Drunk with desire that makes us sigh. That cup like chalice of the kings, Whose breath brought joy to all good things. A draught that when it's poured for any, Banishes sorrow, heals so...

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Part Twenty-One — Saeed's Supplication to God One day with flute and mournful song, Saeed began a prayer so long. His patience broke, he lost his hold, His heart grew weary, tired, and cold. Disheartened by both friend and kin, Sorrow consumed his soul within. He turned toward the starlit sky And raised to heaven his mournful cry: "O Lord, Creator of all worlds, O...

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Part Eighteen — The Counsel of Saeed's Relatives They came to Saeed, kith and kin, Their faces pale, their hearts within Full of concern. They gently said, "What sorrow fills your weary head? You've cast your soul before her feet, Forsaken all for love so sweet. You've lost yourself within her spell, A wanderer in love's deep well. You've severed ties with all the...

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As we journey through the many, of ife's different phases; Not yet knowing what one day will be, ...

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Unexplainable Generations comes forth, Generations passing. People acknowledging personal memoirs, Reflections with the truth, No assumptions. Accommodations inexplicable, unlike experiences. Delays of Mysteries are similar when a loved one transcends to another dimension they often see things unexplainable that the breathing can't see or explain. Whilst the Sun and Moon not only rises and sets Non-existent is concealed. Rebirth:...

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Part Fifteen — The Third Cupbearer's Song O Saqi, pour the midnight wine That bears the ancient royal sign. Arise and swiftly bring, I pray, That sacred draught to light our way. The wine that ruby lips inspire And shakes the mountain's heart of fire. A cup whose color glows like flame, Beyond all count, beyond all name. Bring forth that pure, untainted bliss And...

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Part Twelve — Saeed Meets Giti He reached her street, his senses fled, As if his earthly time had sped. The wind arose with scents so rare, Her fragrance floating on the air. He knew by grace of heaven above That near him dwelt his truest love. Swift as the breeze, to her he came, With trembling heart and soul aflame. Before her face...

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Part Nine — Saeed's Love Revealed to All Young Saeed rose in joyful flight, A bird set free in morning light. Through streets and lanes he wildly spun, His careful mask now came undone. He sang of Giti's promised grace, Of all he'd seen in her sweet face. But such delight, so loudly told, Released the secret love he'd hold. The very rooftops heard...

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Part Six — The Story Begins The tale begins, as poets say, Of lovers two who found their way. That radiant child, so young and fair, A cypress tall with flowing hair. The envy of all idols bright, With beauty born to charm the sight. Wherever she would softly tread, A thousand hearts behind her fled. That idol—when her veil was drawn, The pride of...

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Part Three — Zuhrah's Song (1) O knower of love and mystic's wine, Sweet mistress of the dance divine! With harp and lute she weaves her tune, Her music soars beyond the moon. A queen whose steed none can outrace, While kings of every land give chase. From dawn until the setting sun, She sang of her beloved one. "Sweet Giti," thus she named...

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