Destiny Poem, by Paul Bell, at My poetic side

Did you seek the all so cool

Did you see the mortal fool

Waited for eternity at the bus stop of life

Old man of destiny, dust became your wife

Watch the woman on the train go by

See the decision in her eyes, she sighs

Running away for the final time

But only as far as destiny’s line

See the tramp as he stumbles down

To the depths of dirt that lays around

Watch his eyes as he hears the sound

You can’t go lower than destiny’s ground

Call the girl who loves so well

Fondle her breasts, the erogenous smell

She will do things you never can tell

But when the woman finds out

Then destiny's hell.

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sorenbarrett October 18th, 2025 03:49
I love the theme of this poem. Having selected these examples each with their flaws that like Greek demi gods take them to their destined end. The Achilles heel set in the stars and echoed in each stanza's last line. A very lovely poem that poignant in that ongoing debate of freewill vs determinism. I loved it

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