Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
Sitting at your door,
Knocking every once in a while.
Waiting for you to open up,
So I could stay there for a while.

Call me an opportunist,
Call me a begger.
Call me your own reflection,
Call me a wager.

Won't go until I met you,
Waiting for it to happen.
Or you can make it easy for me,
Do something about it.

Everything that has to happen,
Is going to happen anyway.
You wanna stand and stare me in the eyes?
Or you can give me your back,
I'll enter from your side.

Being afraid of me,
Won't do you any good.
I'm persistent, stubborn and relentless.

Wanna know who am I? ?
         YOUR DESTINY.
Gulishta
Written by
Gulishta  28/F
(28/F)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems