Predestination Sonnet Poem by Barry Middleton

Predestination Sonnet

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the punishment is in the stars
as if I sinned before my birth
as if pain was my destiny
I came to earth already cursed

when love abandoned me it seems
for what deceit I do not know
my hope absconded with the dusk
without relief or afterglow

now night conspires to steal my breath
to rob me of life's simple joy
I find no pleasure in the breeze
where loneliness and death destroy

the stars yet twist a sharpened knife
to punish death and torture life

Predestination Sonnet
Saturday, June 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,pain,sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom Billsborough 07 June 2016

A very thoughful and well written sonnet. the more you feel the harder it can be. Understanding often brings pain. Yes, this a very good piece. Tom billsborough

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Tom Billsborough 07 June 2016

just read your Eve poem. Really first class Tom

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Barry Middleton 07 June 2016

Sometimes I think I would rather be fat, dumb and happy that lean, intelligent and sad. It is what it is.

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Nosheen Irfan 06 June 2016

I'm absolutely loving these sonnet of yours Barry. This poem says something i have been trying to say but i couldnt find the words. Destiny is a reality...being a fatalist i love this poem.10

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Barry Middleton 06 June 2016

Thanks Nosheen. It does seem to me that lots of undeserved bad things happen to good people. Call it fate or whatever, we are not always in control of our destiny.

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Dimitrios Galanis 05 June 2016

Τhrough a cosmic scenery you pictured the hard destiny for the humankind, dear Barry.We ask a lot from nature, we can not understand that moments of happiness and enjoyment is what we can achieve in this life.Even if personally or in family some people do feel happy it is because they look after their narrow interests.You can not be happy when around you the sighs from sufferings are heard.But to have lived in this marvellous, though painful, changing world isn't it a happy luck?

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Barry Middleton 05 June 2016

Actually Dimitrios, I often wonder if it is really worth it. I suppose it all depends on how life has treated you.

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