Destiny not always any Draculic enigma
embedded in performing devastating embark
Destiny simply a super-structure
stupidity bugling to reject intelligence
Destiny certainly the excuse to para-jump
surrendered humiliation finds no robe
to be fixed
to be flied
to feel bum-touch in solitary aflamation
Destiny the word if considered
a dictinary of headless heart
when nowhere entangled any thread to decipher
the absence
if it is considered last hit to hype
safe avenue to escape from crude reality
pain-fashioned paranoia
the prime attendant to misbehave
with living legend
playing skilfully Draculic perfection
possibility and expectations
obligatory to be creamated
apart from its compliance
rather genaraly uttered by the immigrants
migrating winning to defeat
success to failure
Destiny not always enshrined to be believed
many times away from proper confession.....
Pranab k c
04/03/2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem