Long Poems About Fate
#fate
Long poems about fate. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Tempting Fate
You're tempting fate
Attempting to be something great
You're tempting fate
In trying to be anything at all
And until you come to see that you already are
You’ll paradoxically never get that far
And keep tempting fate
Tempting fate
You're stunting your dreams
By not believing they're already true
You're torn at the seams, it seems you don't
Even believe in the real you
And until you realize who you truly are
You’ll lose sight of the light, and forget that you’re a star
So, keep...
Attempting to be something great
You're tempting fate
In trying to be anything at all
And until you come to see that you already are
You’ll paradoxically never get that far
And keep tempting fate
Tempting fate
You're stunting your dreams
By not believing they're already true
You're torn at the seams, it seems you don't
Even believe in the real you
And until you realize who you truly are
You’ll lose sight of the light, and forget that you’re a star
So, keep...
#LifeStruggles
#fate
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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Hope from a 10c coin
I never fully understood how precious those discarded and almost worthless coins that people as well as I myself used to just throw away or forget about somewhere in the back of a drawer or just next to the road as we walked on looking only for the shiny silver coins from our change collected day by day.
I only truly started understanding the meaning of" it's alot if you don't have it"
See I found myself living on the street and for the first time as I wondered about asking for help for food or just some toiletries my head was always looking downwards out of shame.
This...
I only truly started understanding the meaning of" it's alot if you don't have it"
See I found myself living on the street and for the first time as I wondered about asking for help for food or just some toiletries my head was always looking downwards out of shame.
This...
#hope
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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Black wHole Son… An ode to Eden and Sound Garden
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#nightmares
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summer Storms: Prologue
I thought I had everything. I thought I could trust those closest to me. Everything I thought I knew, was wrong. It was just oh so wrong. I had a family who loved me, friends who adored me. I did well in school, kept to myself, worked hard at a job I loved. It was during the summer of my high-school graduation where my life literally turned upside down. I went from being ‘normal’ (or whatever the closest thing to ‘normal’ was) to something else entirely.
My family wasn’t poor; in fact we were well off. Not only were we well off, but we were all close. Something that was uncommon. My...
My family wasn’t poor; in fact we were well off. Not only were we well off, but we were all close. Something that was uncommon. My...
#sea
#fate
#mythology
#witches
#mermaids
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Thinking of him
I am thinking of him
I am thinking of him ever so often when will it be possible to get close to him again. I walked pass the pool to my room unlocked the door and got a fright there he was sitting on the bed. His eyes firy looking at me.
His says close the door and come to me. I do as he say. I Stand infront of him not one word to say. He slides the straps of my dress slowly of my shoulders. He pulls me closer then flips me over onto the bed.
I feel my self get moist with excitement this man doesn't play. He undress me eyes locked on mine he slips off my...
I am thinking of him ever so often when will it be possible to get close to him again. I walked pass the pool to my room unlocked the door and got a fright there he was sitting on the bed. His eyes firy looking at me.
His says close the door and come to me. I do as he say. I Stand infront of him not one word to say. He slides the straps of my dress slowly of my shoulders. He pulls me closer then flips me over onto the bed.
I feel my self get moist with excitement this man doesn't play. He undress me eyes locked on mine he slips off my...
#lust
#erotic
#fate
#sensual
#emotions
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Accursed Treasure
- Accursed Treasure -[
I recall it was in a far away port, so many years ago,
When the hour was past midnight in the tavern’s hall.
An old pirate with a wooden leg and a heart of woe,
He told us of a treasure, and how it had cost him all!
Accursed by the ancients, not known by men today,
There was a chest filled with jewels buried on an isle.
No more would the old man search for another day,
So it fell to us to make his knowledge so worthwhile.
The crew expected an easy voyage, and easier loot,
But the skies grew dark and the waves...
I recall it was in a far away port, so many years ago,
When the hour was past midnight in the tavern’s hall.
An old pirate with a wooden leg and a heart of woe,
He told us of a treasure, and how it had cost him all!
Accursed by the ancients, not known by men today,
There was a chest filled with jewels buried on an isle.
No more would the old man search for another day,
So it fell to us to make his knowledge so worthwhile.
The crew expected an easy voyage, and easier loot,
But the skies grew dark and the waves...
#dark
#death
#sea
#fate
#curse
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FREE ME TO LIVE
They say that we got to go through something's, to appreciate and understand the true meaning to value, as nothing shall last forever but yet there is always a tomorrow if we dream, that there could be a beautiful blessing to tomorrow. For I know that might not make sense at this moment in time, but it's just something to pass on to the subconsciousness of your mind. For here I am as I am a mere man of a present of what is called life, yet I am who has an past that follows an path towards my unspoken and unknown future. But yet beneath the surface of my subconsciousness, echoing through the...
#childhood
#death
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#aging
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At The Mall With Blind Joe Death and dada
A nearly non-descript fellow in a gray flannel suit is on the down steps of the
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
#fate
#ghosts
#dialogue
#dystopian
#manipulation
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Dreem Kaster
I provoke, as I stoke, exploring seedy back alleys, of your mental cavity, uncovering secret lyrical trysts, the verbiage still clinging to your lips, eyes red rimmed from your fix, so desperate for my oral mix, that u pawn your phrases, for my torrid pages, of word so indiscreet, barely dared to speak. Only whispered in the nights heat, melted onto my sheets. Still you creep,…
Making you tap that vein, despite the pain, anticipating my hemispheric Novocain, as it hits your brain, sending u cascading through the sky, on this lyrical high, escape from the mental strain u cant...
Making you tap that vein, despite the pain, anticipating my hemispheric Novocain, as it hits your brain, sending u cascading through the sky, on this lyrical high, escape from the mental strain u cant...
#fate
#temptation
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THE DEPTH OF YOUR SPIRIT
From the very beginning of time itself we each are a spiritual soul, from the start of our birth into the world, searching within the realms of the unknown for our true self. our inner spirit. That transcends our animal spirit, through our mind grabbing at the subconsciousness of our awakening, that has been buried way to long hiding beneath the surface. Just waiting to be release as the who and what our ancestors from the past, have been speaking about since the beginning of time. For no matter what heavenly creature you transform into you are a creation of nature. But yet as we become...
#identity
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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WHAT MADE YOU STRONGER
It's funny how sometimes that what we once lived through sometimes, has a way of creeping back into our lives when we least expect it. Due to the misconception that we have become blinded by false accusations. But sometimes that is the real reality of our lives basically, as it is and how it feels of what our life is like through our own eyes. For we didn't chose the life we live and still had to learn to adjust, to situations that affects the very roots of our faith and trust in someone else. Who gave us birth into life's existences as young people's of the world, even though we are born...
#birth
#childhood
#death
#fate
#aging
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ISN'T IT WORTH IT TO YOU
Here within this transcending realm of darkness and light I walk aimlessly, through the tunnel vision walking towards the end. As though it held the question to all my answers, yet having me feeling lost at the same time feeling trap deep within the subconsciousness of the madness and insanity. As if I was hypnotize by the illuminations of darkness, seen through my own set of eyes looking into abyss of the dark. Just drawing me even more deeper into the depth of the darkness. But I find myself thinking more deeply on this stimulating, journey and travel and walk of silent in the deepness of...
#birth
#childhood
#death
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
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