Purely by chance Poem, by CuriousWanderer, at My poetic side

What is life

But coincidence

After coincidence

A series of random events?

It was by chance

I ended up here

I had plans

That changed

I was gonna live in Germany

Until I broke those ties

Made me stay home a year

My, how time flies

I would study in England

Had it not been for the price

I ended up in France

Cause I thought it’d be nice

Near the campus

I couldn’t find a place

Nowhere but Cité

Had for me space

I had never thought

I’d do it again

But a random ad later

And I pick up as DM

And thank God for that

Cause had not all those

Random chances happened

I would not be where I am

Life is nothing

But a string of chance

Had not one of those things happened

I would’ve not met you

Comments +

sorenbarrett February 18th, 2025 08:35
Makes one wonder. If not the the chance that your mother met your father that the right sperm had found the right egg that grand parents unnumbered had all met and conceived that you would not be here. Coincidence? What a long shot you won the lottery
Poetic Licence February 18th, 2025 09:14
Our whole lives are about chances from conception to when we die, enjoyed the read

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