Fate for what is destined,
Love for what is felt,
Dreams for what is imagined,
Faith is for what is learnt.
Pain for what we face,
And loss for what we’ve earnt,
Our life’s intentions,
To forgive and forget,
The pain of hurt, one can do.
Clouds with no silver lining
upon my numb heart
love torn, limb by limb
shattered through glass panels
The though of forgiveness,
but yet being astoundingly forgotten
similar to faith destroyed
that breaks the soul
and annihilate a simple dream.
Tis fate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it hun! ! it is sooooo true about fate being destined and it is something we must face in time: D