There are some thoughts that when spoken take on change.
They can become something different when uttered aloud,
moreover their power increases.
Better then keep them unsaid, and seam them away
into the folds of the mind.
That way is kinder to our survival as patient waiters for fate's call.
When held closely, feelings retain all the magical colours we need.
They most willingly perform lifting of pain soaked hearts, but
must be preserved only as dreams.
Change them to plans and they soon damn us.
Without vision we are nothing but victims of fate.
Take then a rainbowing archway
of picture-paste dreaming,
paint and plaster it over the heart, and leave it,
a footprint appears as it eats its way in,
marking an easing of pain entrenched in the soul.
But the hurt of lost dreams has a bite filled with venom,
which swirls unmercifully with force of a hurricane.
When we realize finally hope is gone
and search unremittingly to unearth it again,
all we may find is piercing pain,
which demands we leave and move on.
Keep imagery clear and see it alive, but as yet unspoken,
fill it with hope, bring it out nightly, re-dream it,
then burnlish it brightly.
This treasure alone is ours, and has its own beauty
which feeds us while awaiting the real.
Without destiny life seems unfair, barely endurable
and the future looks empty indeed.
Let us guard then our daily dreaming.
Nice poem with a strong message...Noone can escape his destiny, but one should be able to transform weakness into strength...
Awesome poem....remarkable write..nice to read all through.....10
without destiny or purpose life is really meaningless! nice thought presented here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
is destiny a reality? or just a fantasy? does the destiny have the powered to rule our lives? or keep on thinking that your the ruler of your own lives? are you destined to believe in destiny? or to believe in your heart? would you destined to believe all those sweet lies that the stupid destiny can create? can you change your destiny? even if you are not destined to change it? ;) beautiful poem...love it