Poems About Fate by Top Critiquers
#fate
Poems about fate by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The End Of Our Journey
I will try & reach the end
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
#choices
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
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somber
somber melancholy plays a deep cello within me
my sadness grows when I am away too long
withdrawn into a different realm
curtains are drawn and I am in my chambers
lamenting your love
it hurts, my lover over eternities
to be without your touch
intimate need, inflects on your subtle thoughts, cueing my lusts
subtle at first glance
but with a powerful pull I am swept under
where I drown in sorrow
yearning what isn't mine to keep
my mind wildly explores you
taking time to note the intricacies that you are made of
...
my sadness grows when I am away too long
withdrawn into a different realm
curtains are drawn and I am in my chambers
lamenting your love
it hurts, my lover over eternities
to be without your touch
intimate need, inflects on your subtle thoughts, cueing my lusts
subtle at first glance
but with a powerful pull I am swept under
where I drown in sorrow
yearning what isn't mine to keep
my mind wildly explores you
taking time to note the intricacies that you are made of
...
#fate
#love
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4 Walls and a door
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ Let's have a real sense of what is understanding, between two people's who came together to be, honest and truthful and blessed. TO finally meet someone, who knew what love, really feels like to the deepness of the, heart ❤️ and mind and thoughts. 🤔 Yet through the courses, we have to learn to journey and travel and walk together instead of alone, but with someone who wants the same things as you are seeking and searching for in your life and love and the world. 🌍 For...
#faith
#fate
#love
#redemption
#TruthOfLife
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Paths Cross
Paths cross
Nobody predicted
On the avenue
Warm April breeze
Meeting you by the river
Pint bottle in a paper bag
Sharing a bench
Your head on my shoulder
Friday as the sun goes down
Soul clinching
As good as it gets
In the mystery of poets
Drawn by forces of love
Nobody predicted
On the avenue
Warm April breeze
Meeting you by the river
Pint bottle in a paper bag
Sharing a bench
Your head on my shoulder
Friday as the sun goes down
Soul clinching
As good as it gets
In the mystery of poets
Drawn by forces of love
#love
#fate
#karma
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19 Comments
Letters To The Self On Throaty Thunderous Planted Lumps & Heavily Unfallen Eyefull Rains
trying hard to consume in
the lumping tonnage throat..
(or perhaps need them there forever..)
moistly eyes become
a floaty~ fluidic mosaic
an erecting glassiness veil
of thickening tears~ a wall..
neither breaks nor dries out
they are in an unnoticeably~ pulsing
delicate as if in butterflying babyholds..
yet stirring drilly~ deep, in a maze of
continentally~ drifting
'unbrokenness'
bulging ev convexical as fertilizing liquescence ...
the lumping tonnage throat..
(or perhaps need them there forever..)
moistly eyes become
a floaty~ fluidic mosaic
an erecting glassiness veil
of thickening tears~ a wall..
neither breaks nor dries out
they are in an unnoticeably~ pulsing
delicate as if in butterflying babyholds..
yet stirring drilly~ deep, in a maze of
continentally~ drifting
'unbrokenness'
bulging ev convexical as fertilizing liquescence ...
#love
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#dialogue
#SelfReflection
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Madness
All it took was
a huge blunder
at the air-port
for devices to
finally explode
just one bleep
beam of light
all was gone
& those at the
place too the
fake agitator
plastic parrot
the hothead
with the frost
and fast teeth
and its blemish
oh the baloney
of the paradox
crack ballerina
earthborn entity
a servant to this
endless conflict
ballistic addict
passing in the
murky thick of
...
a huge blunder
at the air-port
for devices to
finally explode
just one bleep
beam of light
all was gone
& those at the
place too the
fake agitator
plastic parrot
the hothead
with the frost
and fast teeth
and its blemish
oh the baloney
of the paradox
crack ballerina
earthborn entity
a servant to this
endless conflict
ballistic addict
passing in the
murky thick of
...
#dark
#fate
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universe in my hands
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...
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...
#fate
#SelfDiscovery
#stars
#StreamOfConsciousness
#universe
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6 Comments
What Were You Expecting
Not everything is always sunshine and roses
Or blue skies with pretty eyes that shine
There are days when the haze feels colder
As if some kind of angst is biding our time.
It’s unrealistic to expect everything to be perfect
When the unexpected may be lurking nearby
Some of us with older bones know it to be true
When we’ll have to look at fate right in the eye
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Or blue skies with pretty eyes that shine
There are days when the haze feels colder
As if some kind of angst is biding our time.
It’s unrealistic to expect everything to be perfect
When the unexpected may be lurking nearby
Some of us with older bones know it to be true
When we’ll have to look at fate right in the eye
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70 Total
#acceptance
#death
#fate
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Fellation Ablation
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...
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...
#aging
#fate
#nostalgia
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4 Comments
One-way ticket...
Why should I care for the new year?
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
#fate
#karma
#luck
#mirror
#NewYear
200 reads
14 Comments
The Found
Feathery dandelions in zephyrs
Pearline stream across the scene
Polemic dream prolific crossing
Traversing verse – No reversing
Wing span the width of self study
Radiant radius – Heart felt svelte
Displacing gold rays cast in vast
Vestiges in traces/faces of places
Singular as stellar daytime altar
Exalted – Exacted epoch trance
Entranced - As self taught solar
Soul of a heart of an art of a hole
Shadows cast in simulation speeds
Roots of weeds as the silence below
Winged insect takes flight on wings ...
Pearline stream across the scene
Polemic dream prolific crossing
Traversing verse – No reversing
Wing span the width of self study
Radiant radius – Heart felt svelte
Displacing gold rays cast in vast
Vestiges in traces/faces of places
Singular as stellar daytime altar
Exalted – Exacted epoch trance
Entranced - As self taught solar
Soul of a heart of an art of a hole
Shadows cast in simulation speeds
Roots of weeds as the silence below
Winged insect takes flight on wings ...
#beauty
#dreams
#nature
#fate
#honesty
354 reads
7 Comments
Benevolent Benefactor
There is no energy
except what you extend
via action or thought
The Universe
is a benevolent benefactor
who returns only
what you emit
No more
No less
except what you extend
via action or thought
The Universe
is a benevolent benefactor
who returns only
what you emit
No more
No less
#fate
#learning
#wisdom #karma
#wisdom #karma
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