Laughing out loud
Crying the heart out
Shedding the sorrow
Tearing the hollow
Smile of satire
Putting to fire
The misery of desires
Boiling the prudency
Killing the tendency
To mourn the decisions
Made by the Destiny.
Laughing out loud
Crying the heart out
Shedding the sorrow
Tearing the hollow
Smile of satire
Putting to fire
The misery of desires
Boiling the prudency
Killing the tendency
To mourn the decisions
Made by the Destiny.
Haroon, a heartwrenching poem, so beautifully expressed. ❤ Not sure I agree with the speaker. I think, to a great extent, we make our own destiny! 🙂 All the best!
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Thank you so much my friend
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