Ropes Of Destiny Poem by Muharrem Soyek

Ropes Of Destiny



Lying is productive
Gives out forty to one
All forty wear wedding dresses
And all ride the horses of truth.

The core of knowledge is hard
Takes time cracking and greening
As it freckles in free dreams
It blooms in thinking hands
And who keeps thinking on dreams
They reveal the hand of destiny...

Intelligence is like water
Chooses neither good nor bad
It grows from every seed,
It is the virtue that chooses the seed.

Talent is ruined soil
It wants to be cultivated,
If you work on it, your harvest is gold
If you don't, your fortune will be thorny land.

Your luck is fertilizer
By the effort in patience, it feeds your success
But luck in gamble is ready to shit on your head.

Sluggish, he talks about honey cakes in his sleep
Labor rises to free water from ice caps to deserts
So the dead grass raise up to become green vines.

Let yourself be patterned from love
Get your color from nature,
Shuttle from dream to thinking
If you leave your shuttle to fate
It will untie you for nothing.

If you are going to weave the most beautiful
First of all come to love for being human
Leaning gratitude on every heart's noose
Willing by heart, for unconditional love.

If you leave yourself to fate
None of them matter
Neither lie nor truth
No matter if sadness or joy;

İf all from fate your being stuff
Your heart becomes mute in faith
Your brain dies in thoughtless life
And you become nothing left into the time...

Monday, January 17, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: faith,unconditional love,fate
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