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Jeremy Betts Mar 2
Always different but somehow not new
That's the only way I can frame this walkthrough,
The day to day I walk through
To look through these eyes is not something I'd wish on any of you
At best it's glitchy level design, I can't get a map I don't fall through
Worst, this is all predestined,
like wrestlin',
Every blow right on queue
A nonconsensual change of view
Not only but mostly due to the view of what relentlessly plays out in the minds eye,
A prisonesque venue
I didn't use faulty glue to put this mess together,
Who would choose this to turn into?
Nobody buddy,
Bad seeds planted in toxic soil is why this shiit you see here grew
This isn't the standard "good plan gone askew"
This miniscule piece of timeline was doomed from debut
In every story there's never enough time to repair before I will predictively have to leave you
At least according to the solo read through
Please forgive me for I loved you the only way I knew how too
My "how-to" example did more damage than I could undo
This is already more than anybody expected me to amount to
These aren't woven excuses, this is off the cuff, from the heart impromptu
I just want you to be the one who doesn't see me like they do
I know that's a lot of me to ask of you

©2024
Laconic Noor May 2021
The easiest time to give up, the hardest time to let go.

It is bittersweet but worth the sacrifice.

Our love has always been venturing on edge of sadness and happiness; never yet reach its predestined.
Even so...

I want us.
Amanda N Skaggs Jul 2020
Predestined meeting.
A meet cute for the ages.
Tender as a doe.
annh Aug 2019
Confessor, I am reborn,
Vain with ash and frankincense;
Absolved of my inverted pleasures,
Reconciled to the morality of suffering.

Confessor, I am returned,
Predestined to gravely offend;
Nimbly contrite in my genuflection,
Gracefully weak-kneed in my resolve.

Confessor, I am reborn,
Although aged by my discretion;
Examined satisfactorily by my conscience,
Blessedly relieved through your encouragement.

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
‘A true confession: I believe in a soluble fish.’
- Charles Simic, The Unemployed Fortune-Teller: Essays and Memoirs

Written - somewhat cynically - in response to a situation with an immediate family member, who is seemingly unable to break out of a continual cycle of apology and recidivism. There is no doubt that her ‘sorries’ are meant at the time but within weeks, days, sometimes even hours, she’s at it again.
Tony Tweedy Jun 2019
Has my path been random or has it been ordained?
Did I make the choices that led me to this life so strained?

Some would say I was tested and it was always the path ahead.
Every choice and word predetermined, all destined to be said.

I always believed I was independent and making my own way.
But I have come to doubt it, I am so less certain of myself today.

Every choice I made has led me here to writing this today.
Less certain than before, less belief in all the words I've had to say.

Confused by life and doubting in just who the hell I am.
Always predetermined, cosmically intended to fail at the exam.

There is no sense to it if I was always meant to fall.
And there really was no purpose to testing me at all.

So even if its random and has all been by my choice.
The failure has been even greater and I am just an empty voice.
And oddly when I go here it is when I pray the most!!??
Predestined For Me
My beloved you are predestined for me
So share your beauty be just more caring
When we do not know what future be
The why to worry about autumn in spring

Let take life enjoy from moment to moment
Let's be real players of this wonderful game
Let us do not worry to bear the real brunt
You walk behind me and I will be on the front

This is how we will take life just step by step
This is how we will walk to edge of eternity
I will follow you on your footsteps to doorstep
Last but not the least lets agree not to disagree

Col Muhammad Khalid khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
My beloved you are predestined for me
So share your beauty be just more caring
When we do not know what future be
The why to worry about autumn in spring

Let take life enjoy from moment to moment
Let's be real players of this wonderful game
Let us do not worry to bear the real brunt
You walk behind me and I will be on the front

This is how we will take life just step by step
This is how we will walk to edge of eternity
I will follow you on your footsteps to doorstep
Last but not the least lets agree not to disagree

Col Muhammad Khalid khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Morgan Rain Sep 2016
With you
The moon is a saucer of cream
And the sun a ball of honey
All to put in my tea.
The breeze blows
To brush my hair,
Perfume the air,
Push me forward to you.
Is love only for
Romance?
Security?
Affection?
Because this is so much more.
With you
I am a better me.
Laughing, smiling,
Loving, happy
Loving you is healing me.
In a newer relationship and I've been having the hardest time coming to terms or putting to words how, well, just good it is. It's natural, respectful, he is my best friend, lover, listener, and is calm and open enough to process my past, my present, and give genuine thoughts to help me. It's like looking at the world through rose tinted glasses which is scary and blissful all at once. It's strange after being set and sure you would be alone with momentary people for company, to find "the one". The only one it could ever be. The stars aligned, cosmos waited for the right moment for us to meet and everything seems right now. Even the day to day life stresses feel right and okay because everything I've been waiting for and didn't even know I wanted is sleeping in our bed right behind me. I've felt love, been in love, but this is something entirely different and greater all together. Maybe past lives remeeting in a predestined journey.
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