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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