Short Predestination Poems
Short Predestination Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Predestination by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Predestination by length and keyword.
No Doubt
Predestination is wrong,
Don't believe it
Are you conscious?...
Read More
Categories:
predestination, change, destiny, god, hope, life, philosophy, psychological,
Form:
Questionku
Destiny
Predestination?
I'd maybe believe in it,
If not for free choice....
Read More
Categories:
predestination, confusion, faith, freedom, longing, philosophy, truth,
Form:
Haiku
Categories:
predestination, destiny,
Form:
Verse
My Life, Nobody Else's
Predestination weighs you down like a stone around your neck,
And causes schizophrenic paranoia so real and so secretive
Is predestination not psychiatrical?...
Read More
Categories:
predestination, bible, god,
Form:
Questionku
Predestination
I do not need Miss Doris Day
telling me 'what will be, will be'.
Yet if what she says is quite true,
what does it make of me and you,
mere puppets just passing through?...
Read More
Categories:
predestination, introspection, life, philosophy, me,
Form:
Free verse
Predestination and Action
All the different doctrines and mantras must be related,
God selecting you for faith is the same thing as god helping you live your everyday life
Is predestination not the child of divine intervention, which patronises individual responsibility?...
Read More
Categories:
predestination, courage, dream, faith, god,
Form:
Questionku
Kismet
One's state of one's predestination. One's divine will. One's stumbling upon factors of one's fate, standing against twists and turns, people, places and personal possessions. Circumstances do and will appear to be written upon the wall. Kismet are you reactive to one's freewill and actions? Outcomes now and then beyond one's control one tend to face one's fate....
Read More
Categories:
predestination, addiction, adventure, age, anxiety, appreciation, blessing, break
Form:
Free verse
Kintsugi
You said, that I have a heart of gold.
I just smiled because I know that
since the dawn of our time
you have broken it so many times;
shattered it into oodles of pieces
which I tried to repair - time after time,
then it could no longer resemble its true self.
It became something different,
some kind of kintsugi artifact,
something golden, yet something hard:
completely useless for its predestination....
Read More
Categories:
predestination, art, fate, heart, heartbroken, love, sad, self,
Form:
Free verse