The great players are Time and Destiny. This poem shows how time and destiny play with man’s life. Whatever man does, he has to leave this world! He wins or he loses, but he dies in the end!

Knows not doom of man,
Destiny plays hide and seek
Bounded with notorious time;
Laughs off man’s agony, his wounds,
Devastates mind and heart,
Leaves soul in abysmal mist!
Blocks astute mind, on every lane…
Clutches heart, makes it its slave…
Lets it do whatsoever is destined!
Slave is heart, mind in incarceration,
Soul in abyss- which way to revisit?
Body- a zombie, a puppet, a game….
Place forbidden to conceal or escape.
Closed eyes denote no safety,
Only vulnerable sign of cowardice…
Answers blush behind deathly questions,
Destined death smiles, laughs hysterically!
Lose or win-die!
Fight and die…
But will soul resurrect again,
Though in bodies different….
Like water drops of ancient Nile…
Man- Slave of time and destiny!
Soul- Slave of every new body!!!

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Comments (4)
  • nihal khanna on Sep 7, 2007

    good job

  • amit kumar soni on Sep 7, 2007

    wonderful

  • mona on Sep 11, 2007

    too good

  • M.C. Johnson on Sep 12, 2007

    I really like your style and sence a bit of soul in it. Lovely.

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