Everyday Poem-27 Poem by Bharati Nayak

EVERYDAY POEM-27 Destiny
Sometimes I think
Destiny plays the trick.
By some unknown error
The whole conversation
was erased from my mails
What happened to my computer
I do not know
I am trying to remember
What ensued what
I can faintly recall the fragments
Recall some humorous moments
But I have lost the addresses of many friends
One friend had asked me
If ever I lost track of him
I may search him along the French Broad River
He might have walked up in the jungle
My mind has become a cobweb of thoughts
And it is not easy to find the right solution.