Those influences we cannot see
Affect in life our destiny
Our lives run like a river flows
Through turbulence then calm meadows
The epoch of the time we’re born
The temptations to which we’re drawn
The persons met, the place we live
The ones that take, the ones that give
Some holding grudge while some forgive
The loved ones lost that we outlive
Our lives progressing on unchartered
To fate and destiny we’re martyred
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Author:
Classicmister (
Offline) - Published: August 16th, 2021 07:44
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Could be...I'm not sure...but fate or not, your portrait is fair comment on the randomness of the way a life goes.
Very true nicely written.Thanks for sharing
Thank you for your comment Thekkinkkattil - I'm glad you like it. BTW you have an intriguing name?
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