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.
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:56pm
Yesterday 7:56pm
To the ladies of the world.
Aim for the moon
Even if you miss youll be amongst the stars
You werent born to be grounded
Universally designed to heal hearts.
The power that dwells in you isnt meant to be hidden
It was created to shine like the sun
You beauty wasnt considered by shape
You shaped the definition of beauty
Like a goddess you age doesnt end your reign
For the passion in a womans heart is eternal
Many have considered it dead
No one killed it in you its well and alive
Stand tall, head up maintain that stride
In the beginning dawn of man
One...
Even if you miss youll be amongst the stars
You werent born to be grounded
Universally designed to heal hearts.
The power that dwells in you isnt meant to be hidden
It was created to shine like the sun
You beauty wasnt considered by shape
You shaped the definition of beauty
Like a goddess you age doesnt end your reign
For the passion in a womans heart is eternal
Many have considered it dead
No one killed it in you its well and alive
Stand tall, head up maintain that stride
In the beginning dawn of man
One...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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3 Comments
midevil
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2019 9:13pm
22nd Aug 2019 9:13pm
The Green Man
Welcome wayward child,” the woman heard, “to my forest home.
‘Tis my kingdom all around regardless where thy spirit roam.”
“Where are you?” Asked the woodland visitor to the mocking voice.
The birds joined in as laughter echoed while the haunting sound rejoiced.
“Where am I, where are you a question truer prayed upon my dear.”
“Show your self,” was her reply as she kept in check her fear.
“Willful lass you truly are though lost in many ways.
So too be such mortal kind since the first of dawning days.”
On the nearby trees her focus narrowed whilst he...
‘Tis my kingdom all around regardless where thy spirit roam.”
“Where are you?” Asked the woodland visitor to the mocking voice.
The birds joined in as laughter echoed while the haunting sound rejoiced.
“Where am I, where are you a question truer prayed upon my dear.”
“Show your self,” was her reply as she kept in check her fear.
“Willful lass you truly are though lost in many ways.
So too be such mortal kind since the first of dawning days.”
On the nearby trees her focus narrowed whilst he...
#fate
#mythology
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Juvenalis66
Juvenalis
Juvenalis
Poem Published
21st Aug 2019 00:30am
21st Aug 2019 00:30am
The chimes
The chimes ring!
Vibrating echoes
in the early light
or, in the depths
of the darkest night.
The chimes ring.
Shivers taking
to the living,
prayers to the dead;
wasted dreams
of unforfilled passions,
mockery upon
weary heads.
To sign a day
of rejoice
upon announcement
of an awaited birth.
To signify a union
of souls, acclamatory
exultation amongst
the communities,
bringing cups of inebriation
to their lips.
Be it to ordain
a new consacration,
the...
Vibrating echoes
in the early light
or, in the depths
of the darkest night.
The chimes ring.
Shivers taking
to the living,
prayers to the dead;
wasted dreams
of unforfilled passions,
mockery upon
weary heads.
To sign a day
of rejoice
upon announcement
of an awaited birth.
To signify a union
of souls, acclamatory
exultation amongst
the communities,
bringing cups of inebriation
to their lips.
Be it to ordain
a new consacration,
the...
#motherhood
#death
#fate
#nostalgia
#fatherhood
73 reads
7 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
18th Aug 2019 6:12am
18th Aug 2019 6:12am
Department of Redundancies Department
No emblem fixed with logos of intent
With decree of the new gist dispense
A washed time hung up on their line
Wakes etheric ringing sound so fine,
No entrance to this forgotten heart
Drawn soul to nuclear bloody start
Intoning a vowel-chime uncovered
Thus plunge each world recovered,
No suffer continue a wander mind
By wakeful still read the latest line
Construction of one cerebral slide
Preeminent rhythms bend a glide,
No magical names to receive rain
Or sooner neglected lover to gain
Winter...
With decree of the new gist dispense
A washed time hung up on their line
Wakes etheric ringing sound so fine,
No entrance to this forgotten heart
Drawn soul to nuclear bloody start
Intoning a vowel-chime uncovered
Thus plunge each world recovered,
No suffer continue a wander mind
By wakeful still read the latest line
Construction of one cerebral slide
Preeminent rhythms bend a glide,
No magical names to receive rain
Or sooner neglected lover to gain
Winter...
#fate
#spiritual
37 reads
7 Comments
hinescourtney801
Courtneyy
Courtneyy
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 9:28pm
14th Aug 2019 9:28pm
Single
No man.
No sex.
I’m stressed.
No sex.
I’m stressed.
#lust
#sex
#fate
#LifeCycle
#curse
183 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 11:16pm
11th Aug 2019 11:16pm
looking back at just before the end ..
more had been born
than had died, although, my friend, all things
being equal,
I have no doubt that no one
survived ..
than had died, although, my friend, all things
being equal,
I have no doubt that no one
survived ..
#fate
43 reads
5 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
11th Aug 2019 4:31am
11th Aug 2019 4:31am
Wrong Era For f**kboys
They’re asking you to be something
that’s impossible
Do you know how absolutely
horrible the truth is?
Where there isn’t a
Crime, they’ll
Invent
One
The eight is
My fate
And it’s always
Too late
I don’t know if
It’s something
Wrong, it’s just
Something else
Trying to get me
Together with this
hot blonde Belarusian
Chick, but she’s too
Hot. She needs a
Rough and tough
Belarusian dude to put
Her in...
that’s impossible
Do you know how absolutely
horrible the truth is?
Where there isn’t a
Crime, they’ll
Invent
One
The eight is
My fate
And it’s always
Too late
I don’t know if
It’s something
Wrong, it’s just
Something else
Trying to get me
Together with this
hot blonde Belarusian
Chick, but she’s too
Hot. She needs a
Rough and tough
Belarusian dude to put
Her in...
#sex
#corruption
#politics
#fate
#honesty
56 reads
2 Comments
Benzy_420
Poem Published
10th Aug 2019 1:34pm
10th Aug 2019 1:34pm
God like
King of kings
Never tasted defeat
Get a taste of his feet while you’re placed on your knees
You’ve been chasing the cheese while I’m wasting these beats
Blazing the beet
Grazing the speakers
Amazing the peeps filling places in bleachers
Erasing these geezas who complacently speak
Never hasty or reach,
this the pace of the streets,
it’s a race to the peak
Slow and steady, know I’m ready for the blow
Growing very very tall
Flow like I float in a boat in your swimming pool
I’ve been killing fools, this the pinnacle
I’m...
Never tasted defeat
Get a taste of his feet while you’re placed on your knees
You’ve been chasing the cheese while I’m wasting these beats
Blazing the beet
Grazing the speakers
Amazing the peeps filling places in bleachers
Erasing these geezas who complacently speak
Never hasty or reach,
this the pace of the streets,
it’s a race to the peak
Slow and steady, know I’m ready for the blow
Growing very very tall
Flow like I float in a boat in your swimming pool
I’ve been killing fools, this the pinnacle
I’m...
#God
#fate
#music
#hell
#revenge
40 reads
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Pilan_8
Mical
Mical
Poem Published
10th Aug 2019 7:29am
10th Aug 2019 7:29am
[there are no mistakes]
there are no mistakes
except for thinking there are
consciousness crisis
except for thinking there are
consciousness crisis
#fate
#senryu
#philosophical #wisdom
#philosophical #wisdom
26 reads
2 Comments
darlingxxdesolate
Poem Published
8th Aug 2019 10:39am
8th Aug 2019 10:39am
Trivial
Nothing is significant
Not these words
Nor these sentences
Ashes and dust
Fleeting faster each day
Everything will fade away
Ashes and dust
Dissipating with each step
Searching for the myth of happiness
Ashes and dust
Nothing is significant
Nor should it be
Fleeting always
Fate is waiting
Ashes and dust
Not these words
Nor these sentences
Ashes and dust
Fleeting faster each day
Everything will fade away
Ashes and dust
Dissipating with each step
Searching for the myth of happiness
Ashes and dust
Nothing is significant
Nor should it be
Fleeting always
Fate is waiting
Ashes and dust
#dark
#fate
#TruthOfLife
42 reads
6 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 1:59pm
6th Aug 2019 1:59pm
Wild Irish rose
War a man made devise
Depending wich side if tyrant or merciful
Hate a onslaught emotion caused by differences
Something the world cant look pass
If the world knew what i know it could be different
Ive been to many continents
Seen many different creed religions races
No one is left out of the pain
You dont know the burdens of others til you clear your mind set
Lies are a sign of hate they are a way to guile a belief
Some are small some are catastrophic but all damage in the end
We all want to be loved we all want exceptance but...
Depending wich side if tyrant or merciful
Hate a onslaught emotion caused by differences
Something the world cant look pass
If the world knew what i know it could be different
Ive been to many continents
Seen many different creed religions races
No one is left out of the pain
You dont know the burdens of others til you clear your mind set
Lies are a sign of hate they are a way to guile a belief
Some are small some are catastrophic but all damage in the end
We all want to be loved we all want exceptance but...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
40 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2019 8:36am
3rd Aug 2019 8:36am
the tremor
The tremor
I had forgotten the ink
For my computer in the car.
Took the lift down
Retrieved the ink
When there was a slight tremor
More like a shudder
Or Was it a shake or me
Having a panic attack (it happens)
I stood there and waited
And there was silence until hysterical people
Come running, started up their cars
Getting out of there.
I stood by the lifts, ink in hand
Seven floors up. I pressed the button
Opened the front door,
She sat sleeping in her chair,
Soon her phone would ring someone telling ...
I had forgotten the ink
For my computer in the car.
Took the lift down
Retrieved the ink
When there was a slight tremor
More like a shudder
Or Was it a shake or me
Having a panic attack (it happens)
I stood there and waited
And there was silence until hysterical people
Come running, started up their cars
Getting out of there.
I stood by the lifts, ink in hand
Seven floors up. I pressed the button
Opened the front door,
She sat sleeping in her chair,
Soon her phone would ring someone telling ...
#fate
#apocalypse
#nightmares
#dystopian
#curse
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