Echoes of fate
Possibilities not unfurled
In the tapestry of time
Living the moment
Not knowing what he has planned for you
Perhaps not today or tomorrow
But he is coming
Rooms filled with laughters,
Are now filled with echoes of griefs
Feared by many
Yet others summon for him
I hear a 'ring' am at the final destination
Six feet under!
©️Dan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it