Poem -
Fate
If only life would flow with ease,
like a sailing yacht glides
with a warm summers breeze.
Life is unpredictable,
what happens next
we cannot tell,
like the devastating speed
of a raging tsunamis swell.
Some things in life
are beyond our control.
We try to plan each step,
aiming for the ultimate goal.
We are all delusional
to think life we can dictate.
When it's really nature
that holds all the aces
and deals us all our fate.
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Comments
Honorable Poetess Jenny Brewer,
Good thoughts bundled in a simple poetic aspiration, I love it, my applause, my five stars, I love the below lines quoted lines from your poem:
When a human being dies, he crosses over from the sphere of freedom to the realm of slavery. Life is freedom, and dying is a gradual denial of freedom. perception first weakens and then disappears. The life-processes – respiration, the metabolism, the circulation – continue for some time, but an irrevocable move has been made towards slavery; consciousness, the flame of freedom, has died out.
Good luck, better life, and do better love
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI