had always toyed with
this idea we call destiny
is it some pre-programmed stuff?
is it scripted by me?
i could never decide
whenever i felt myself
an agent of some force
i became a mere toy
in the hands of destiny that
turned me into a spectator and
whenever the agent took back seat
i became the proud architect
of my destiny struttering around in glory
but
...still at times
when i no longer had
the nerve to take
just another wink
i wondered what it would be
if you were with me
and it's at these moments
i clearly see the invisible hand of
destiny waving her hand in victory
and giving me a wry smile at
my utter helplessness
this is how destiny
has charted its course
for me in this life...
is what i would tell myself
unwillingly, though...
no longer in youthful arrogance
i now see
what i'm is
what my destiny
doled out to me
in all its benevolence...
27sep2009
11.18hrs
A sound philosophy, something I tried in my old poem; Driftwoods, but differently...................
WoW...WoW..WoW... 'no longer in youthful arrogance i now see what i'm is what my destiny doled out to me in all its benevolence... ' You have discovered it at last. Thank you for sharing this great lesson. A Sweet 10. This lesson just forced a student to grade his Professor!
a beautiful write and the benevolence is that......... present day situiation changed a lot.........all almost self centered........
'Whenever the agent took back seat i became the proud architect' Rachel Ann Butler
Destiny is a strange fellow. I met him once in a blind ally. We had both had one drink to many we stood back to back and looked each other in the eye than decided to start all over again.==============10
Destiny can be evasive if we let it. It can present itself and we have the power whether to accept or reject it. 'No longer in youthful arrogance' - great words. A great poem too! 10 love Karin
'in all its benevolence...' yes. destiny, one of the most intriguing concepts ever!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
may be there is a destiny may be it can bring you down from the sky to the shamble..... even in that shamble you can find yourself TRUE BEAUTIFUL