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.
RealTexan
Poem Published
Today 3:32pm
Today 3:32pm
Covid Places
Blame it all on the news...
I showed up in boots n a hazmat suit
I was scared to go.. to go anywhere..
America was the last one to know
Didnt think it could go..all the way to finally get here....
I was sure suprised
When didnt see any fear in Trumps eyes
Said it was simply a hoax...
Said honey we may be great
But after quarantine...
U may ask for a divorce...
Cuz i got friends in covid places
Why im hid out on the couch
Watchin tv all day an....
Will i be ok???
Oh im not big on social distancing ...
I showed up in boots n a hazmat suit
I was scared to go.. to go anywhere..
America was the last one to know
Didnt think it could go..all the way to finally get here....
I was sure suprised
When didnt see any fear in Trumps eyes
Said it was simply a hoax...
Said honey we may be great
But after quarantine...
U may ask for a divorce...
Cuz i got friends in covid places
Why im hid out on the couch
Watchin tv all day an....
Will i be ok???
Oh im not big on social distancing ...
#marriage
#fate
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lilies_and_dust
Ana Schwarz
Ana Schwarz
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:40am
Yesterday 10:40am
February
you were a winter love
and it was quite as cold
as your heart
and it was quite as cold
as your heart
#winter
#night
#fate
#minimalist
#LookingForLove
25 reads
3 Comments
anvinvil
Anvillan
Anvillan
Poem Published
29th Mar 2020 10:59am
29th Mar 2020 10:59am
Judgments...
Poetry can only be judged at a distance.
No poet can judge his/her own work.
No one who knows the poet can judge.
Proximity inevitably mixes objectively
with subjectivity. The writer will be judged
against the backdrop of personality.
The chain of words will be linked to
him/her and not to the message.
Poetry results from a need, a need
to express the intensely personal
and intimately necessary. A need to
announce we exist without expectations,
without claiming a role. Just a voice
in the darkness hoping for some light.
No poet can judge his/her own work.
No one who knows the poet can judge.
Proximity inevitably mixes objectively
with subjectivity. The writer will be judged
against the backdrop of personality.
The chain of words will be linked to
him/her and not to the message.
Poetry results from a need, a need
to express the intensely personal
and intimately necessary. A need to
announce we exist without expectations,
without claiming a role. Just a voice
in the darkness hoping for some light.
#fate
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RexDurkin
Poem Published
27th Mar 2020 9:55am
27th Mar 2020 9:55am
Yellow Fate
Some folk think it’s bad juju
to walk under a ladder
But for me a bad sign happens
when I’m emptying my bladder
I swear on the pope's life
that I’m not being a troll
But I believe It is bad luck
to find a pube on one's cock hole
It crosses over the little spout
dividing it in two
creating dual streams of piss
that completely miss the loo
By the time one's seen what's going on
it is too bloody late
So beware a pube on the cock hole son
or mopping shall be thy...
to walk under a ladder
But for me a bad sign happens
when I’m emptying my bladder
I swear on the pope's life
that I’m not being a troll
But I believe It is bad luck
to find a pube on one's cock hole
It crosses over the little spout
dividing it in two
creating dual streams of piss
that completely miss the loo
By the time one's seen what's going on
it is too bloody late
So beware a pube on the cock hole son
or mopping shall be thy...
#fate
#funny
#luck
27 reads
7 Comments
Tracey_Leigh
Poem Published
26th Mar 2020 2:41am
26th Mar 2020 2:41am
Prison break
Spending most of my life seeking the approval
of others has left me empty...void of, on to many
occasions.
Head in the sand and spiritual ass in the sky left me dirty....force fed an illusion of friendship, companionship.
Delicate and broken is now my newly accepted stance in this world.
Maybe I was to raw in a well done society.
Knowing love and hate. Pain and joy. Being the Judge and the damned, . Dark and light.
Just to real for those tripping on their many faces feeding an inner frenzy. And me? I’m laying there like a lizard in the sun.
What...
of others has left me empty...void of, on to many
occasions.
Head in the sand and spiritual ass in the sky left me dirty....force fed an illusion of friendship, companionship.
Delicate and broken is now my newly accepted stance in this world.
Maybe I was to raw in a well done society.
Knowing love and hate. Pain and joy. Being the Judge and the damned, . Dark and light.
Just to real for those tripping on their many faces feeding an inner frenzy. And me? I’m laying there like a lizard in the sun.
What...
#love
#fate
#LifeChangingMoment #LookingForLove
#LifeChangingMoment #LookingForLove
70 reads
4 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
25th Mar 2020 11:27pm
25th Mar 2020 11:27pm
On disease and destiny
While Covid-19 grips the world in its cruel claws,
I,
get a common cold of all things;
when the Hellstorm hits
I tend to be
already wearing a coat indoors and dealing with that awkwardness.
I,
get a common cold of all things;
when the Hellstorm hits
I tend to be
already wearing a coat indoors and dealing with that awkwardness.
#fate
#illness
#luck
26 reads
1 Comment
Porter
Poem Published
25th Mar 2020 3:34pm
25th Mar 2020 3:34pm
Breakable
Breakable
‘If you get into any trouble Lennie, I want you to hide in the brush,
but you ain't gonna get in no trouble or I won't let ya tend the rabbits.’
We are all Lennie and George,
loving; calculating.
We are all breakable
teetering on the tightrope
that is life
It is how we break
that makes the difference
We may become jaded and withdrawn
Attacking first to prevent being hurt
Or could walk through life with open arms
and an open heart
Are you the lightning,
striking with unrelenting...
‘If you get into any trouble Lennie, I want you to hide in the brush,
but you ain't gonna get in no trouble or I won't let ya tend the rabbits.’
We are all Lennie and George,
loving; calculating.
We are all breakable
teetering on the tightrope
that is life
It is how we break
that makes the difference
We may become jaded and withdrawn
Attacking first to prevent being hurt
Or could walk through life with open arms
and an open heart
Are you the lightning,
striking with unrelenting...
#hope
#fate
#philosophical
#morality
#emotions
56 reads
6 Comments
Kfn185
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2020 8:38pm
22nd Mar 2020 8:38pm
Following Destiny
Verse
Gonna rest my weary bones,
by the side of the lake,
Been traveling long and hard,
Lord knows, I need a break,
Verse
Climbed highest mountains,
I've crossed the wild foam,
Been following stars above,
leading me home,
Pre-chorus
Like the children of Lir,
I have returned,
heartache behind me,
like the bridges I've burned,
Chorus
Yeah, I'm following destiny,
yeah I'm following dreams,
in rhythm with destiny,
where ever it leads,
Verse...
Gonna rest my weary bones,
by the side of the lake,
Been traveling long and hard,
Lord knows, I need a break,
Verse
Climbed highest mountains,
I've crossed the wild foam,
Been following stars above,
leading me home,
Pre-chorus
Like the children of Lir,
I have returned,
heartache behind me,
like the bridges I've burned,
Chorus
Yeah, I'm following destiny,
yeah I'm following dreams,
in rhythm with destiny,
where ever it leads,
Verse...
#dreams
#fate
#spiritual #MovingOn
#spiritual #MovingOn
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Sexyseaschelle
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 9:46am
20th Mar 2020 9:46am
Happily ever after.
In this day and age , it seems nothing goes right.
So do I accept my defeat?
Or do I stand up and fight ?
Should I follow my heart, tho I'll be risking it all ?
Or retreat to my corner and curl up in a ball?
See heartache seems to find me ,round every turn.
And tho I grow older , I still never learn.
I still walk the same path , and the view is the same.
I've been at it for years but still I suck at this game.
And Dear God, I know you have heard this before...
I'm sure you must know that I can't take anymore.
I've paid a high...
So do I accept my defeat?
Or do I stand up and fight ?
Should I follow my heart, tho I'll be risking it all ?
Or retreat to my corner and curl up in a ball?
See heartache seems to find me ,round every turn.
And tho I grow older , I still never learn.
I still walk the same path , and the view is the same.
I've been at it for years but still I suck at this game.
And Dear God, I know you have heard this before...
I'm sure you must know that I can't take anymore.
I've paid a high...
#fate
#luck
38 reads
5 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
19th Mar 2020 5:42pm
19th Mar 2020 5:42pm
Hollywood would hate my depression
My depression doesn't make for a great film adaptation
My lips bleed too much for that
My wrist covered in raised slashes of burns aren't screen worthy
My eyes are too red, too bloodshot from my tears for a camera to care
My lips puff up but not in a sexy way, ya know?
It's in a "I'm gripping onto sanity with nail like claws" way
I don't lay sobbing in soft, sweet little coughs
I sob with the rage of a hailstorm
Metal music slamming against my body
As the sobs break out of my mouth like screams
My depression is a shadow monster ...
My lips bleed too much for that
My wrist covered in raised slashes of burns aren't screen worthy
My eyes are too red, too bloodshot from my tears for a camera to care
My lips puff up but not in a sexy way, ya know?
It's in a "I'm gripping onto sanity with nail like claws" way
I don't lay sobbing in soft, sweet little coughs
I sob with the rage of a hailstorm
Metal music slamming against my body
As the sobs break out of my mouth like screams
My depression is a shadow monster ...
#fate
#despair
#nightmares
#witches
#curse
50 reads
6 Comments
drivelicious13
alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
19th Mar 2020 11:26am
19th Mar 2020 11:26am
Must Be What We Wanted
just another
Powers that Be
imposed conspiracy
turned Surreality
Art of The State
flattened
chaos
brought to You
through the wonders
of
Thought Control
appliance reliance
stimulated volunteers
accept comfort
eager to agree
and adhere
nothing sweeter
than a tweet
used to be
a twat
til
intended negligence
drained
its Sanctity
ALL Need
feeds
beat meat
true defiance
conveniently weakened ...
Powers that Be
imposed conspiracy
turned Surreality
Art of The State
flattened
chaos
brought to You
through the wonders
of
Thought Control
appliance reliance
stimulated volunteers
accept comfort
eager to agree
and adhere
nothing sweeter
than a tweet
used to be
a twat
til
intended negligence
drained
its Sanctity
ALL Need
feeds
beat meat
true defiance
conveniently weakened ...
#corruption
#identity
#SelfHarm
#fate
#rebellion
46 reads
3 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
18th Mar 2020 12:53pm
18th Mar 2020 12:53pm
An Unusual Love
I recall the strange way I lost you and it hurts me badly.
My mind keeps dwelling on our past romance.
I loved you with my whole heart, and yet I left you.
I cannot communicate my distress to anybody.
Darling, I gave up on you when I loved you so much.
Who can I blame for my mistakes but myself?
I think deeply in search of the answer to why it happened,
But it is so difficult to understand my love.
I love you too much, and I am not exaggerating.
The usual love does not compare with the feeling I have for you.
I would have given up...
My mind keeps dwelling on our past romance.
I loved you with my whole heart, and yet I left you.
I cannot communicate my distress to anybody.
Darling, I gave up on you when I loved you so much.
Who can I blame for my mistakes but myself?
I think deeply in search of the answer to why it happened,
But it is so difficult to understand my love.
I love you too much, and I am not exaggerating.
The usual love does not compare with the feeling I have for you.
I would have given up...
#love
#forgiveness
#breakup #fate
#breakup #fate
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