Laughs
Dark fate
In life's wheel
Like a hell ghost
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Only poets can laugh on planned fate and Enlightened blindness. Good poem
A wonderful write! Liked it......5 🌟 🌟🌟🌟🌟
White are pages of life Until we ink it dark I'm the author I choose To frame My Life. Maybe at this very time Hour doesn't seem In my favor, doesn't Mean I'm dead Forever. Time is very dicey guy Impossible to chain In our little brain For its always The free bird. Never loose hope there is always ways to find new hope.
Eerie atmosphere here, dear poet but a loveliest poem created, brevity done. I enjoyed very much your excellent poem although I am afraidd of the Title DEAD FATE. As I just told you, I have enjoyed enormously your poem full of brilliance.5 Stars Full Thank you so much for sharing.