Fate and Forever
When I found you, I rejoiced over my
blessed fate.
When I lost you, I cursed my wretched fate.
Fate, which gave me the best, and also took
away the best.
Weird isn’t it that sometimes blessings
become curses and curses become blessings?
Now, I am afraid to thank fate for
anything, because I fear it will take it away after sometime.
Life is transient that way,
What comes, goes; what goes, comes.
And I thought you were my fate,
I still think so.
Is life governed by forces beyond control?
I thought so when I met you,
You came in, unannounced, bringing in joy,
It felt like fresh air, in a closed room,
It was something that happened,
When I didn’t partake in it,
The air caressed and cradled me,
Lured me out, so that I could meet you,
It was beyond my control,
Fate forced my hand,
Or did it not?
Did I delude myself into thinking it was
fate?
I don’t know,
I just know that I have you now,
And I know that I will have you for some time,
Till we part again,
By fate’s design,
I am grateful to fate for that “some” time.
And if fate decided to turn that into
forever,
I shall be forever grateful to fate and never curse it again.
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trying to write after a long, long, long time :)
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