I don’t fully believe
in destiny
or will
But after meeting you
in our dream –
your ochre, burnt umber, russet skin
trapped by me
in different lights –
how can I not
in fate
or that we
this union
willed?
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
loved it
ty nalini 🙂
In length and in the demands placed upon the reader’s attention span , this poem is something of a will o’ the wisp ; but one that leaves an indelible imprint in its aftermath.
This poem has a true story to tell. Dr Koshy shall testify to that- if my guess is correct.
thanks louis 🙂
thanks lokesh 🙂
Every poem is a testimony to truth – imaginary, symbolic or real.