Things seem hazy as I look into the horizon
And see the sky changing its' color
Tangerine, white, blue and cyan
Is not change our destiny?
A gentle wind was blowing from the southwest,
Making hairs to fly to its tune
Wings are eager to take the flight
Is not flight our destiny?
My thoughts are icicle
Like fluttering butterfly
From flower to flower for nectar
Is not inquest our destiny?
Those waves that follow one another
Like the day and the night
Everything around is calling us
Is not following our destiny?
Mother Nature is kind towards us
Like soul in our body
Life is playing games with us
Is not playing our destiny?
Horizon gives amazing and hazy perceptions. One wave amazingly follows another and you feel this truth. Thoughts fly like butterfly and you feel mind's freedom. A brilliant poem is excellently penned...10
Destiny is always an enigma.It has its twists and turns. Sometimes, we say, destiny is our own making. Sometimes it is fate and all depends on that Book Of Life. We are at its mercy. A beautiful poem on life that has a meaningful message. I concur with the wonderful comment of Darren. A well conveyed and composed write.10+++×
So many things in life makes our destiny and you put them all in this wonderful poem.Thanks for sharing it Asim.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem enjoyed reading it.