Destiny Poem by Khirod Dalpati

DESTINY

Cursed is the man
Who abides and walks
In the path of darkness;
And caught by the snares
As a doe in the trap,
Knowing not his destiny.

Cursed is the youth
Having no goal to achieve
No future he strives for;
Just passes by his time
While the future grows dim,
Himself darkening his destiny.

Cursed is the one
Walking up in the morning
All through the day
Keeps on day dreaming;
And walks by the way
Without knowing his destiny

Destiny is for the ones
Who toil day and night
Like great men and women;
Not feeble but the might
Goal set and accomplished
Walking towards the destiny.

By: Khirod Dalpati