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POEM STARTER
Write a poem about fate.
Whether you believe in fate or not, consider the many aspects of the notion, and see what you want to write about most.
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**_Rayburn_**
If my parents never died in that fire, would I have ever met Oswald?
I think so.
Even if I did grow up with my parents, loved and adored by the people who created me, I think I would have met Oswald down my path.
Maybe I would be going on a trip one day when I grew older. Maybe I would go into Smallerville just to see the historic place.
Then I would see him—he would probably...
I left heaven to follow his shadow.
A ghostly sneer spread across his black eyes. I fell victim to the darkness he bled; now I'll never know peace in my soul...
I thought I'd escaped from that shadow. As he lomed inside of my brain. I gave him gifts, of money and tears; seems I'll never know peace again...
He kept magic inside of his rhymes.
Hexes and vexes in his hands. I left heaven to follow th...
Seven billion people
Infinite possibilities
What are the chances, the luck
that the world brought me
To you?
You needed me and I needed you
I loved you the first second we met
In your arms I knew I was safe
Some may say that nothing is easy,
Nothing works out perfectly
But with us, it has
It’s that simple.
Life gave me you
You gave me my life
Everything I achieve
Everything that I have
Is bec...
Is my fate to love you?
Is my fate to know you?
Is my fate to only befriend you?
The buzzing won’t stop
I can’t fucking sleep
What is this curse
The thoughts keep bubbling up
It’s making my one brain cell
For the night
Burn
Explode
Deconstruct
I don’t know!!!
MAKE IT FUCKING STOP
please
That’s all I ask
It’s like a game of cat and mouse
But the roles reverse so often
I don’t know
What’s happen...
Despair, created hatred in my heart that one could not fathom.
The devil had a hold of me, telling me I know what hell feels like.
Wrapped in anguish & unable to leave, life held me for ransom.
A powerful hold over me, defenceless & incapable to give a fight.
With no more hope remaining, I questioned if fate is given at random.
No faith in my path, If I left this world would it somehow be right?...
Time, seemingly,
Is just never to stay.
Times a true beauty,
Awoke upon a bay.
Fate shall live on,
No matter the loss.
So allow dawn,
Be a time of thoughts.
Time waits for none.
Mazes lead you astray.
It won’t stand patiently,
During a horrible day.
So, if wishes fell like rain,
Then certainly I am a storm.
For when hope rekindles,
You find, reform....
I did dance with fate one summers night.
'Round the flames and fire lights.
His wistful words wast warm and true,
his hands on mine with shoe to shoe.
Grass did brush us by
breeze did sway our moves.
Drunk on his eyes,
mine hands did remove.
“Till we spar again
in moonlights kiss”
he did whisper in the silent bliss.
And fate hadst listen
yond very day,
for I can see
that gent on disp...
In a bustling bar, fate played its game,
Where I met a cowboy, with a heart aflame.
His smile shone bright, kind and true,
And in that moment, my heart knew.
We laughed, we talked, our spirits soared high,
As if the world conspired to bring us nigh.
But alas, destiny had a different plan,
For he belonged to another woman's hand.
Yet, something about him stayed in my mind,
A playful spark, imposs...
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