Popular Poems About Fate

The stars bloomed    
as the narrow rivulets streamed across    
the terrain of my palms;    
forming islands, peninsulas, chains...    
whole map of my life    
came alive...    
     
The high and low planetary mounts    
on my mushy rosy manus    
marked my characteristics;    
planets, constellation    
sun and moon    
carved my fate,  
once a palmist said...    
     
but unaware that destiny lies    
within our own hands    
     
It's the neurons in my brain    
and...

The past is calling so you can write about your future
Because leaving it alone can later on create confusion
But if you want to learn you just look up at the stars
And study its origin and history from creation to evolution

Are destinies pre-written even when we make the change?
Are the paths we choose to take all in one just the same?
Do the planets ever align and guide us in the right direction?
Or are we all pieces in some divine being’s larger game?

The universe has written a verse for us to translate
Composed in a cluster of...

The salt-stung air, a velvet shroud descends,
A carnival of ghosts, where longing bends.
Alexander's grin, a moonlit, fractured gleam,
"Last dance, dear hearts," a fevered, whispered dream.
 
No gentle waltz, but tango, raw and deep,
Where shadows writhe, and secrets sleep.
A love like rust, a crimson, jagged stain,
Narcissus' gaze, reflecting back the pain.
Erotic whispers, with bitter wine,
 
A stalker's breath, a twisted, dark design.
The Dup decks groan, a titan's final sigh,
As love's mad current...

Naught makes me want to crawl into a grave  
more so than thoughts of consummating love  
reminding me of past midnights thereof  
where I as well was to passion a slave  
before the hand of fate diseased the traits  
in the gland wherein men cum to rely  
for hot love in a copious supply...  
never pondering the lack that frustrates.  
 
Then one day the horn O plenty fails,  
in thanatotic solidarity...  
with mortal anatomic verity  
as harsh as the rust on nine inch nails...  
 
now too devitalized to...

When we die it doesn't mean that you will not be forgotten, but you will always be remembered in the heart and mind. For sure we may feel that what we have to learn is a another lesson about life. For it's true know one lives forever as that is what is life, for sure we have to be strong enough to be able to carry the weight of the world upon our shoulders. For it's that attitude you have to adjust with your thoughts, on what is happening in our lives that will affect us in so many ways sometimes. For sure it's necessary to understand that it's not over when you lose, it's over when you QUITE...