Fate plays everywhere,
in love too!
You believed the great lies
that I told, with great ease...
And the simple truths:
You laughed at!
Dear,
afraid to show my heart,
You might find it:
a red rose about to wither!
The hardest of all truths:
the silliest of all jokes!
Nothing but fate!
Love: a wound!
A spearhead pierced
my heart while floating
over a dream!
(Someone yet to die
for a wound picked up a dream.)
10.07.98
fate some times plays hard and hurts but in this poem fate has made you write well
a dearly nice piece about fate and love, how it plays and wound the heart...thanks.
that couldn't be a water dream! lines cleverly expressive...good write 10
True, Prem, very true Only those hit by Thunderbolt Know the electifying feeling The shivering sensation But, will they tell! Fate, cruel like a step mother Hates the victory of Love! Leaving us scarred for life Bleeding by the wayside of Life Forever waiting for a single Side long glance from Love Who is wisked away from us By mean, jealous Fate! Angel
Fate! ! ! ? ? ? I am of the opinion that we shall not blame fate for all It is we who stood behold and silent on some others decisons, but not the fate Is it not? ? ? ? sandhya
Fate, Fate, Fate, the freewill' s mate. from small to great all are under it's threat. Good Work
yes fate love and destiny all intertwined nice poem ++10 love anju
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fate led me to your peom and I'm pleased beacause it is worthy of 10, Lynda xx