Stand on end
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Blushes on his cheek
In breast bears many wounds
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Deep in him sits his fate To mould his fortunes best.............our fate is invisible at start.......will explore later................nice
By staying in a sheltered place no one can warrant safety. In the same way, even if one makes perilous journeys, he needn't face danger if God or Fate wills otherwise! Great write!
The mould his fortunes best, Stand on end but no one can escape the doom, beautiful way of presentation. Nicely expressed and meaningful. Smile with smile the poem tells many tales in single point. Nice ever.
I like your style of writing.....with many exciting and perfect similes......Keep it up!
Thoughtful write. Even sitting still at home No one can escape the doom that fate decrees Very true said, in few lines.....no one can escape from what lies in our fate. Loved the way you presented it.