It wasn't meant to be this way, this isn't what I planned.
How did I let it get this way? Please help me understand.
Is our fate predetermined? Or do we make the plans?
Is this part of my destiny or did I miss a turn?
I should have listened to all that good advice.
Is there still time or have I gone beyond that point of no return?
My whole life I question if there is a god, so who do I look to when all is said and done?
What if I was wrong?
Do I beg and plead for forgiveness? Surely I would not.
I take my fate, accept my deeds and hold my head up high.
Fate, Destiny or My own plans, the life I chose was mine.
Heaven, Hell, Nothing or Whatever's in-between any will do fine.
There is reason for everything if one trusts in God It might take a life time or some years But faithful soul will definitely witness Divine plan some time must remain mysterious For soul devoutly searches, as only by that way, she will find
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This life is mine, good one, Almighty is all here, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.