"destine" poems
I don't care what people think
If I am a ********* or a fool
I want to say I love you.
Even if you can't love me
the way I do cause you love her
I'm just a fool falling for you
But I am not asking
For you to love me back
Because you can't
I'm sorry from being brat
But can't help it I'm jealous
Even if I have no rights
Cause your not mine to loose
And it kills me every time
Facing those facts though its hard
But its okay at least you are smiling
I prefer it than your your tears
Maybe I'm not meant for you.
Maybe I'm meant for someone
Maybe I'm destine to love you
Just to knew the meaning of love.
That the books can't explained
It is from a personal experience.
I want to thank you from that.
But before I could get over you
I just want you to know.
I love you even if you aren't mine.
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
Here the Anopheles Mosquito lay
Her timed seeds programmed to promote her Brood
So when I saw my Water-Cup in place
It startled me that Tension filled with Blood
But why should you be mopped in such disgrace
When the Blood you saw was all but your own?
Had it been your fault when you should save face
That your Life's Assignment Cover was blown?
This whole Area's disgusting. If you could
Try a Lamb's Digest in still water's drink
He drinks barely folly; And if you would
Allow my Shepherd to point your Destine.
Yet this same Insect bit the Shepherd's arm
Struck her with his Cane but flew without harm.
Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 4:22 PM UTC
It's been awhile since you've crossed my mind
Since I felt those memories and our lives entwined
Our film playing silently in the back
While our lives continue swiftly, steadily on track
And it's been awhile since I've heard your voice
That obnoxious laugh and those playful jokes
Your music that you so passionately create
Those songs you wrote, beautifully defined fate
And that smile of yours that gleamed like the sun
Paired with deep blue eyes like the raging rivers that run
Those dark brown locks that curled ever so slightly around
And for a moment everything ceases to make a sound
It's been awhile since I walked down our path
Since I entered those classrooms, since we were those outcasts
I haven't listened to our songs or read through our texts
I haven't talked about you or gone to such depths
As I remember more then anything they said
I knew you like non of them ever would
Define toxic, manipulative and wrong
But even if it's so, you're still my favourite song
And I loved you my dear, with a sincerest heart
But from the very beginning it was destine to fall apart
I miss you, and everything that we were
Even if now that period of contentment is only a b l u r
We talked for awhile, only moments ago
And it was as if for a second, time would slow
We talked about your girlfriend and for that I'm truly happy
I'm glad you found somebody perfect for you I say
As I attempt not to be too sappy
No matter the past, present and future
I'm glad you were a key part of my life
You gave me the world even if it were just a night
As in a world that is dark you were my light
And for that I'm eternally grateful
***It's been awhile
Even so
I still love you all the same***
~
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
the
cauldron's
strong potion
was manifest
in a dire toxin
simmering to the pot's rim
this was a stupid portent
doom would be destine to prevail
the elements mixed in error
which ensured a disaster's outcome
''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
bad omens were foretold by the recipe
the black sorcerer no smart blender
to late to change the concoction
it boiled over then blew
he'd not been very careful
in how magic works
such a novice
with dark spells
oh so
silly
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 8:10 PM UTC
I hide it from you
The only thing
I've ever hidden
From you
I hide the pain
I swallow it
Because I don't want to hurt you
I hold it in
Keep it to myself
I don't want you to see it
But you peek through the cracks
You see within me
Though not enough to know
I don't want to let you know
And scare you away
You ask what's wrong
That's why I'm writing this
But I'm scared to click save
Because I know you will read it
I'm scared you will see how damaged I am
And leave
I'm so close to losing you already
I can't lose you
I just can't
I love you
That's why I hide it
You can hear it in my voice
And you want to know
So I'll tell you
It's the pain
The painful thought of losing you
I haven't cried in years
Now I cry every night
It feels weird
But I'm willing to do anything
Just to keep you
I don't want you to go
I'll shake his hand
Tell him I respect him
Please baby
Please don't leave me
I'm begging
I'll do anything
I hide the pain for you
I protect you from it
But you want to know
So I'll tell you
My insides burn
They rot
I don't want to lose you
The thought of it
Makes me want to die
I love you
And I love destine
Remember that
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 12:46 AM UTC
Tempus Fugit:
Nought is eternal,
Nox is ephemeral,
And
The Charred Canvas
Of
The Night Sky
(Noctis Lucis Caelum,
Scala Ad Caelum)
Bedarkened & besmirched, bespeaks
A
Love-Worn Wayward, Wayworn.
In the
Citadel
Of mine
Temporal Heart
Time
Streams infinitely
As an
Exhalation of The Ethereal One.
The Chronology of
The Arbiter of Fates
Shalt Destine,
Herald Eternitas
Upon
The Phantasmagoric Horizon
Of
Mine Mind's Sky
Wondering
Upon
Days of Yore.
(The Hither,
The Thither,
And
The Morrow.)
These
Luminescent Children are
Are born
To wax Luminaries
Then,
Wax Nebulous
For all eternity.
O, Metempsychosis;
Born of
Edicts Unseen,
Of that
Which was,
Is,
&
Will Be.
(For
All things
Are
Circular & Cycling,
Existentially.)
We were conceived
Infinitely
To
Infinity
And beyond.
Let He, Let She
Whose
Ears & Eyes
Of
The Unuttered Anima
Be unstopped, unfurled
To resonations:
Deep within.
The Emerald Lifestream Anew
Dost begin.
The Sovereign of Songbirds sings
Esprit d' amour
To those who wait.
(Se' Lah.)
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 5:21 PM UTC
Acclimate away you accustom to rabble streets, calculate thy cantankerous beef with another diabolic past!!
Destine connoisseur,
Old things get older while thy love stays newer!!!
What a hope to hope for something!!!!
Bare faced sophomore,
Soporific enducing trips to styles of maxed out galore....
Domineers on every corner,
Where youngest of mourners art ourn own children,
Gravitational to all pull ins,
Guided by ourn own sins we set our own adversities!!!!
When wilt we climb out of ourn own hutch?
Our brittled bunch doesn't think of two but one!!
Jilt all thou will falsifiers,
Killers and liars,
Were all wrapped tight to the same metropolis line!!!
Okaying thyself?
Canst we OK what's wrong and not fine?
Schzoid scribble ******* in,
Undeniable on planet green earth!!!
Underhanded,
Diploma drop ins,
Morphine moratorium so Grey thy sounds are!!!!
Yet thy smiles so beautifully wide!!!!!
Seek as thou finds,
Find all though you mayeth hide!!!
The scorch is over to be bear!!
Where is the opulent Queen who I seek?
Yet hasn't found me yet...
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
When I look into
Your beautiful eyes,
I always find
That your my prize.
When I hear your
Soft but charming laugh,
Its almost tears
My heart in half.
The way you smile
Makes any man stare,
But I'll be the one
Who'll always be there
Every part of you is perfect
From your head to you toe,
Given all that its worth
That much you should know.
We fell apart
But that can't be our fate,
You were destine to be
My true soul-mate.
There's only one thing
I need you to know,
I love you Maggie
I won't let go.
Until our lives
Must draw to an end,
I'll stand by your side
On gaurd to defend.
For every part of me
Loves all of you,
There's nothing anyone
Could say or do.
Because when I say
'Hey, Guess What?'
I know you reply
With a quick 'Chicken Butt!'
So here we sit
Together at last
We left our problems
Fade with the past
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 4:03 AM UTC
coming apart
at edges unstitched by sharpened memories of the loss
I'm bleeding out of every seam seeing what playing relationship costs
and it seems I'm destined
to bleed until I've paid again and again for what I bought and lost
I'm coming apart
trying to remember where it's gone, why I deserve
every stranger ****** hard night and unmeant word
and why it seems I'm destine
to choke on every revelation the loneliness serves
this is what I get, these scraps and echoes
this is what I get for believing there's more than people show
this is the price of every kiss and comfort I got to know
the debt is always having to lose it while the healing eases too slow
I'm coming undone
reliving in dreams that I know the closeness of a familiar touch
remembering that I'm buried alive and the soil's weight is too much
to scratch my way out of this destiny
with my own heart hating my decisions and holding a grudge
for a gleaming moment I found myself
for one shiny moment my tears and patches relearned trust
but what's cut of the same damaged cloth will always be what it must
and a moment was just enough to make me forget the scissor's final ******
I'm falling apart at threads worn fray
reliving so many years in the regrets born every new day
and always tossing well coins to wish the hurtful questions away
why me, why them, why now, why wouldn't first love stay?
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
If I die
Who would miss me
Mom?
No she doesn't trust me
Dad?
Jordan was always the favorite
Tash?
He always hated me
Allie?
She always did to
Jordan?
He probably would
Samantha?
I hope she would
All these people
All my friends
My family
All have
At least one thing
Against me
But who
Would miss me
A piece of southern trash
Good for nothing
Good at nothing
Samantha deserves someone better
So does destine
I'm not good enough
I never was
I never will be
I was a fool to think I was
Nobody would miss me
I'm sorry
To everyone
I've hurt you all
And now I see it
And I'm sickened by myself
I love Samantha and Destine
But I'm not good enough
So if I did die
Who would miss me?
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC
Jeter ma gourme
Voilà ce que je voudrais faire
Et surtout la jeter avec toi
Et commettre ainsi mes premières frasques
Ou plutôt les secondes
Car j'ai oublié les premières.
Jeter sa gourme
Ce n'est pas se gourmer
Ce n'est pas un duel
C'est faire exploser sa pureté séminale
Et vouloir semer sa semence
Aux quatre vents
Mais moi ma semence telle une pivoine sauvage
Vole légère et virginale pour se blottir en toi
Te pénétrer, te fertiliser, ma méduse pélagique, à l'ombrelle bleue et rose,
Jusqu'aux derniers interstices
Accepte ma gourme, translucide et molle
Je ne la jette pas
Je te l'offre, cette efflorescence,
Je te la destine
Je te l'adresse dans tes eaux.
Je suis dans ma seconde jeunesse
Et je te prie de croire que cette gourme
Est un précipité pimenté de cheval, d'hippocampe et d'hippopotame
Même si elle n 'a rien d'un mastodonte.
Et non seulement je veux qu'elle te fertilise
Mais je veux que tu la goûtes
Et la savoure comme un bon bourgogne
Ou beaujolais nouveau
Je veux que tu t'en badigeonnes
Le corps et l'âme
Je veux que tu t'en maquilles
Les lèvres et les paupières
Et que ce fluide soit ta crème de beauté permanente.
Je veux que dans chaque café du petit matin
Une deux ou trois gouttelettes de cette gourme vienne sucrer ta journée
Et l'égayer de délicieuses bandaisons intimes
Et invisibles mais réelles
Lèche, prends, c'est de la tendresse liquide
De la chaleur liquide
De l'amour liquide
C'est ma cyprine à moi
Et comme je suis bavard et volubile
Je m'en sers pour t'écrire
En hiéroglyphes dont seule toi peut lire
Les encres sympathiques
Et je te dis :
Ma gourme t'aime maintenant
Ma douce, torride et brûlante Pelagia noctulica.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 4:11 AM UTC
She was 21 years in flesh.. an innocent victim of Time... her age is painted delusional through beauty rest disguised in stilettos...... sleep......Her eyes dawned and the sunlight rose to an awakened age of 14 after slumber--baby pictures in bumbled speech and wobbly legs sheltered in a nest for 8 years by mama bird at best ---------school felt like an eternity but our life feels like a blink. Going from bell to bell was our experience in between the confusion of forming an identity for eternity--6-- boys in girls in love on emotions that vibrate the potential of a reflection they feel but can't yet touch--Love letters sting through past hopes wished on a face that was destine to not have the answers---------- 21 we are adults right? Look at the numbers in Time instead of your body in age--that's why we blink-then die- before we really even had a chance to Be...they say Be this....But Now the time is yours......Jesus Loves you----Forever 21.............................
Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC
i cant stand myself without u
and frankly i feel its the world
the only one that will face me is my watch
the only one that will stand my smell is this cheap cigerette
the only one that will kiss me is the ***** bottle
with no one but my pillow to ******
you gave me your heart and i let it tumble
sports analysts would call that a fumble
the play was simple but i let it crumble
now another grows spiritually with u
i remember when it was just us two
before i put my neck in this noose
love is a war field with no trues
just guns guitars and blues
torn trousers,sheered shoes
ugly duckling great goose
virtual lovers distant soulmates
brought together by a common destine
separated by two separate fates
i wrote once its better a heart that loves than one that hates
i need you to love me
like Adam ******* on 51st dates
Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 5:27 PM UTC
They fall for all to see,
an emotional wreck.
The queen of selfies,
a broken mess.
Check the label,
grasp the best, outlier, different from the rest.
A wandering eye,
engaged to chaos.
An optimistic seed,
still part of growth,
masked with a broken cloak,
just something to fix,
truths scare most.
Weakened souls,
from broken homes,
destine to live disguised,
break from the chains of emotion,
and let lies die to let live what was hidden.
New beginnings.
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 7:39 PM UTC
Unfulfilled
There is life among the three. Two
now brilliantly white. Winter is hard.
Survival happens, unlike the front-yard bush.
Cold did execute leaves and branches. Survival
keeps all three away from trucks and men with blades
destine to transport to heaven or hell
where survival is eternal.
One older unwiser, grounded along
the fence, survives with blossoms rare.
Verdant, fated to disregard, hides
among the choice beauties. Summer will be long
alive without show. Like a middle child amid genious.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
Am I real to the tests
of being a human flesh
created in His own image
of body and soul package?
Am I true to the faith
of being a believer of fate
imperfection is the way I walk
sinful words I often speak or talk?
Am I honest to my affinity
of being among Christianity
backsliding is the act I practice
still keeps the faith without malice?
Am I destine for hell
of being with others who fail
world pleasures quite compelling
how can I resist as a mortal being?
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
I feel for others but can't relate
That's destine and fate
I don't always know what to say
I dk the feeling but try to understand
Been on both sides one alive
The other is feeling dead inside
Trust is hard after being served betrayal
Years off being closed off not easy to open up
You want things to change but feel the same
Day after day time after time
Pushed out but once in its whatever
All the hazing meant for better
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
These Gothic Dreams
Seep through the night
Now forever fulfilling
A destine of pure fright
Darkness gazes forward
As an Empire is created
Out of the ashes of loss
And all that's been fated
With ghostly reflections
The land painfully weeps
Yet no one truly knows
What this evening creeps
As this night carries forth
This newborn Dark Realm
Shall rule all Hell's Eden
And this Earth overwhelm
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 1:26 PM UTC
In my dreams,
I see a Prince,
His eyes gently glint.
Has his Holiness come?
I cry to him not all is well.
In my loneliness,
passion for life has languish.
Spirit tainted by sinful spell,
I’ve drank the cup of anguish?
Will the heart heal?
His calm silhouette-
caress me with warm zeal.
Heaven and Earth embrace as one.
In pain, I can survive.
Like the radiance of the Sun,
I feel my spirit revive.
With the wind,
the Prince disappears
like pollinated petals.
I implore him to reappear.
I’m a vulnerable child;
afraid to be back in the wild.
His voice whispers
that it is time to awake.
He will not forsake me.
One day when I’ve blossom,
I’m destine to meet him again.
With his holy army,
slanderous shadows will flee.
With the Prince of Peace,
Life’s lamenting will one day cease!
(c) Jo Swan
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
All I can compare you to is a cigarette
I know with every drag I take
I come a little closer to death
And I love every drag I take
I love knowing that I'm okay with it,
Okay with you killing me slowly
I can't shake my addiction
Even if it in the end it means death
I am destine to die with or with out your help
In painful memory of your cold soul
I ignite the flame
And put fire to my death
And take yet another drag
Waiting for it to **** me
One after another,
Chain smoking to speed up the process
Hoping that death is a happier place
Than being alive and alone
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 3:38 AM UTC
love will find a way
into your life to-day
when it reaches
into the pith of your heart
this will be the day
when your life starts
love so pure
and so true
a love so real
destine for you
love to-day
filling every cavity
within you
fruitful and sating
love will find you
love will find a way
into your life to-day
when it reaches
into the pith of your heart
this will be the day
when your life starts
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
i’m here again.
i see you without seeing you
i feel you without touch
another night, black words
on white walls
i find myself hopelessly
seeking you out.
restless, relentless
i no longer know what i even
hope to find at its end.
perhaps only the stinging comfort
of knowing your near
within my grasp
like the gods of old
filling the night sky
with so much wonder
for i to only look upon in awe.
like pyramus and thisbe
through a crack in the wall
we whisper our love.
you are engraved within me
this cannot be for nothing
i refuse it.
countless moons
have come and went
radio silence
an entire world between us
yet i cannot give up;
the idea of you.
i exist in a fantasy,
a childlike dream
i peel back the veil of time
and gaze into you once more.
i do not know
what souls are made of
but what ever it is;
ours are the same.
and if that is all
we where ever destine to be
a flicker in time
a fleeting moment
a blip in space;
then i have cheated
fate from her cruel wish.
for i have lived out
countless life's
with you in my mind
my muse;
i have dreamt you
into my existence;
and here you remain.
Apr 8, 2024
Apr 8, 2024 at 6:50 PM UTC
love took a detour
right past me
it found someone
more desirable instead
love wasn't destine
to follow my path
its compass had bearings
set for elsewhere
love completely
overlooked my gate
it didn't wish
to associate with me
love's tether
hath eluded
thee
all the time
love is a gypsy
which pursues
a
sweeter fruit
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 5:50 PM UTC
My jasmine is in my arms wearing her white shirt
She is pure and chaste like ****** with white robe
My love is in trance my soul is just in real concert
My sweetheart just allow me to explore and probe
My sweetheart I can not survive with out just you
My love is enthralled in the company of your beauty
We have to go hand in hand just through and through
Let us be together on love and beauty to take to agree
My white beautiful flower I cherish and celebrate
Each moment in your company to be in companion
Let me be frank to declare you wonderful and great
Let me tell you frankly to each we meant to destine
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 1:33 PM UTC
With my whiskey in hand and my heart on my sleeve, I struggle for consciousness in this life I continue to weave. Walking in circles as my will drags behind, putting words to paper as my sanity slowly grinds. Into the significance my life forever will feel, as I struggle for purpose and to define what is real. The smoke never clears and the storm rages on, between the demons of past and those far beyond. Who await my arrival with arms spread out wide; their grasp is inevitable as our destinies collide. Who am I to this world but a man with a curse, forever without control as I drive my own hearse. Down a road lined with faces turned away in shame, as they celebrate the death of a man with no name. A person whose life was filled with regret, for the potential lost in an unwilling bet. Over the soul of a boy between the devil and god, destine to fail despite all the odds. Fait played out as the boys forced to watch, turned away by maturity and a well-aged scotch. Not blinded to the truth as the world spins madly on, screaming for control with all his brains and his brawn. He is forever alone in his knowledge of the truth, as he pursues an identity that will overshadow his youth. Crying out in pain as he falls to the floor, isolated enlightenment waging a ****** war. Free me of this prison that keeps me confided, to a life of insecurity heightened by lyrics rhymed. Measured by a beat harmonizing with mine, the only window to my soul that can be humanly defined. Am I inhumane if no one can see, past the immovable guise that has come to define me? Or am I merely the boy who has yet to find, someone to take off my mask and give me peace of mind?
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 19, 2012 at 9:15 PM UTC