Poems about Fate and Destiny
#fate
Poetry about destiny and fate. Here you'll find poems about the belief that a hidden power controls our life and future. Also ideas around the ultimate fate of humanity.
cabcool
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:43pm
Yesterday 8:43pm
chOix
♪a rhymed, mirrored octet♪
you
take the
lofty w a y
i will take the
way not travelled much
if you choose the darkness
i will s e t t l e for the l i g h t
if you prefer songs of s a d n e s s
i will sing the s o n g s of gladness
on the eagle’s w i n g my flight
tho’ the ocean’s starkness
is your perfect touch
while you fancy
night to day
i’ll b e
true
© Copyright 2019 October 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
you
take the
lofty w a y
i will take the
way not travelled much
if you choose the darkness
i will s e t t l e for the l i g h t
if you prefer songs of s a d n e s s
i will sing the s o n g s of gladness
on the eagle’s w i n g my flight
tho’ the ocean’s starkness
is your perfect touch
while you fancy
night to day
i’ll b e
true
© Copyright 2019 October 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#dreams
#fate
#LifeGoals #choices
#LifeGoals #choices
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monkeyman
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 9:46pm
13th Oct 2019 9:46pm
Chance Encounters (At the mercy of the gods)
Chance encounters
maybe simple twists of fate
coincidence
or is it meant to be?
is it god ?
or just chaos
in a ubiquitous state?
What are the chances ?
who can calculate the odds ?
what are the chances ?
is it all just random ?
or are we at the mercy
of the gods?
I want
to make my own way
I need to believe
that I am free
Whether i choose to leave
or if I stay
Will god
still be watching over me?
What are the chances ?
inconceivable odds
what are the chances ...
maybe simple twists of fate
coincidence
or is it meant to be?
is it god ?
or just chaos
in a ubiquitous state?
What are the chances ?
who can calculate the odds ?
what are the chances ?
is it all just random ?
or are we at the mercy
of the gods?
I want
to make my own way
I need to believe
that I am free
Whether i choose to leave
or if I stay
Will god
still be watching over me?
What are the chances ?
inconceivable odds
what are the chances ...
#universe
#God
#fate #LifeChangingMoment
#fate #LifeChangingMoment
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6 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 10:31pm
9th Oct 2019 10:31pm
The Distance of Dreams
Bittersweet the words I speak
Beyond the distance you can hear
Beyond the reach of my gaze
My touch
My lips
But not the desire of my heart
For always my heart reaches out to you
Calls to you
Mi Corazon
You’re the deep scent of dreams which fill my day
So ordinary and so plain
With the beauty which I yearn to hold
For so pass my days
Losing myself in thoughts of you
The sighing of the wind
Your breath on my skin
...
Beyond the distance you can hear
Beyond the reach of my gaze
My touch
My lips
But not the desire of my heart
For always my heart reaches out to you
Calls to you
Mi Corazon
You’re the deep scent of dreams which fill my day
So ordinary and so plain
With the beauty which I yearn to hold
For so pass my days
Losing myself in thoughts of you
The sighing of the wind
Your breath on my skin
...
#love
#fate
#FallingInLove #passion
#FallingInLove #passion
62 reads
7 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 4:30pm
9th Oct 2019 4:30pm
The Tragic Wreck of the Self E. Steam
The tonnage of train-wreck metaphor !
The hot crush of steel, of steel of steel
devastating
human flesh and bone,
and heart, and mind,
and soul, and spirit,
and psyche,
is the life we force-feed
ourSelfs to
to cling to delusions
of Control.
We must Be Living in flimsy abstractions of
money numbers ...
The hot crush of steel, of steel of steel
devastating
human flesh and bone,
and heart, and mind,
and soul, and spirit,
and psyche,
is the life we force-feed
ourSelfs to
to cling to delusions
of Control.
We must Be Living in flimsy abstractions of
money numbers ...
#happiness
#death
#fate
#apocalypse
#uplifting
52 reads
3 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
9th Oct 2019 4:21am
9th Oct 2019 4:21am
aging
lying down
closing my
eyes
to sleep
i wonder--
is this
the
last night?
closing my
eyes
to sleep
i wonder--
is this
the
last night?
#death
#fate
#aging
64 reads
24 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 11:09pm
7th Oct 2019 11:09pm
Hidden Places
Hidden Places
Should I tell you I love you a thousand times?
Rather let me speak my love but once
And seal it with a thousand kisses ~
***
There once lived a man who was not so much in truth
Or in pretense
The fires of youth had become an inferno
Out of control…
He lived simply now in self-imposed stillness
In a wilderness where new growth
After years
Had begun to bloom again
Where only the blackness of scorched earth had been
Her words -
(To him)
- Seemed like a song bird’s
Which he...
Should I tell you I love you a thousand times?
Rather let me speak my love but once
And seal it with a thousand kisses ~
***
There once lived a man who was not so much in truth
Or in pretense
The fires of youth had become an inferno
Out of control…
He lived simply now in self-imposed stillness
In a wilderness where new growth
After years
Had begun to bloom again
Where only the blackness of scorched earth had been
Her words -
(To him)
- Seemed like a song bird’s
Which he...
#love
#relationships
#fate #FallingInLove
#fate #FallingInLove
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 12:21pm
7th Oct 2019 12:21pm
Celibacy
crispy emotions smogged sans thoughts
dripped solutions damping draws
on the innocence of the naked ape
bathed her in flaws, flap-doodles create.
A stride.
Moistened feet pasted
prints on fractured lips
on the terrane tried
corruption of texture
deflowering structure
yet she celebrates celibacy
turning suitors down;
"I'm a virgin"
her chant, her song
forgetting the sexual congress
colonialism had held with her in her bed.
19:10:07:08:45
dripped solutions damping draws
on the innocence of the naked ape
bathed her in flaws, flap-doodles create.
A stride.
Moistened feet pasted
prints on fractured lips
on the terrane tried
corruption of texture
deflowering structure
yet she celebrates celibacy
turning suitors down;
"I'm a virgin"
her chant, her song
forgetting the sexual congress
colonialism had held with her in her bed.
19:10:07:08:45
#identity
#fate
#confusion
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Fiftysevenhours
.Quercus.
.Quercus.
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 7:58am
7th Oct 2019 7:58am
Tidal Song
Haunting melodies
Longings washed at sea
Voice carried upon the waves
To settle down by shore and thee
The ebb and flow a reprieve however momentary
We are found between the merging shades of passing days
An enigmatic sound against the endless tides of time
To set a haunted fingers kiss within a whispered solace tied
Bound to be and brought to be amongst intangible reality
We stand between our haunting song and melody
For in time to pass our revelations glance
Our manifestations stance will bare to be
Its hauntings touch...
Longings washed at sea
Voice carried upon the waves
To settle down by shore and thee
The ebb and flow a reprieve however momentary
We are found between the merging shades of passing days
An enigmatic sound against the endless tides of time
To set a haunted fingers kiss within a whispered solace tied
Bound to be and brought to be amongst intangible reality
We stand between our haunting song and melody
For in time to pass our revelations glance
Our manifestations stance will bare to be
Its hauntings touch...
#hope
#water
#fate #despair
#fate #despair
49 reads
8 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
.Quercus.
.Quercus.
Poem Published
6th Oct 2019 11:20am
6th Oct 2019 11:20am
Makers Match
I turn from what once was
Amongst the torment struck
A life meant in light towards the night
To find the dark my only way
A cinder cast towards the flames
Reaping upon the sin therein
To feed upon the pain of life
Don’t step back, break through
The notions held throw them in
Burn them upon the fire to cease
Through the motion
A calling devotion
Wakes within a dark rebirth
The passage torn of willing
My choice and predetermined path
Stand upon the same free flowing track ...
Amongst the torment struck
A life meant in light towards the night
To find the dark my only way
A cinder cast towards the flames
Reaping upon the sin therein
To feed upon the pain of life
Don’t step back, break through
The notions held throw them in
Burn them upon the fire to cease
Through the motion
A calling devotion
Wakes within a dark rebirth
The passage torn of willing
My choice and predetermined path
Stand upon the same free flowing track ...
#fate
#honesty
#MovingOn
#escape
#sacrifice
68 reads
4 Comments
Jiminex
Poem Published
5th Oct 2019 6:57pm
5th Oct 2019 6:57pm
Little dove meets the coyote
#fate
#admiration
#ForbiddenLove #crush
#ForbiddenLove #crush
121 reads
3 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 11:24pm
4th Oct 2019 11:24pm
An Open Road
Just a distant point of light in the fading of black on the horizon;
A city or town,
Headlights...
Or the rising of the sun,
Doesn’t matter,
It’s the darkness you’re leaving behind and tomorrow you’re chasing.
A new day,
A new,
A freedom from all the things that confined and defined your life until you weren’t you.
And somewhere beyond here you’ll find yourself,
Out there in the great wide open of sky,
And wind,
And earth,
And sea that gives birth to...
A city or town,
Headlights...
Or the rising of the sun,
Doesn’t matter,
It’s the darkness you’re leaving behind and tomorrow you’re chasing.
A new day,
A new,
A freedom from all the things that confined and defined your life until you weren’t you.
And somewhere beyond here you’ll find yourself,
Out there in the great wide open of sky,
And wind,
And earth,
And sea that gives birth to...
#identity
#fate
#LifeChangingMoment #SelfDiscovery
#LifeChangingMoment #SelfDiscovery
43 reads
5 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2019 1:57am
3rd Oct 2019 1:57am
Pretty Women are Smiling at Me
I don't know what it is
Possibly my new skin cancer scar
Is that possible ?
It's healing nicely
Looks like the remnants of a bar fight
Not the action I usually go for
Poet's are lovers and thinkers
I'll take those smiles though
Fucking cancer has to be good for something
Possibly my new skin cancer scar
Is that possible ?
It's healing nicely
Looks like the remnants of a bar fight
Not the action I usually go for
Poet's are lovers and thinkers
I'll take those smiles though
Fucking cancer has to be good for something
#fate
#luck
#cancer
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16 Comments
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