“Destiny, where am I bound? ”
I meekly asked one day
What I then found
Changed my world from deep grey
To one with a speck of shine
I wore the look of an optimist
Gave away my few left dimes
Before I left, for it had whispered, “The sublime zenith”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Destiny is defined as the force which is believed to control events. Sometimes forces of the mind do control forces of destiny, bearing this in mind, to a large extent we are indeed the captains of our fate. A nice and well articulated poem written with insight. A lovely piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Thank You for the praise. I'll surely read your poem.