One’s Destiny has its own path which cant be seen while the road one is taking has its own path What can one do if the legs give away while walking on the path
Someone tells me what should the falling man do Destinations are in their place, paths are in their own place
Heart beats of the couple in Love gets tuned down while the flame of their Love gets pulled down on their way for reaching the final destination Love for each other gets drowned on reaching the shore
Someone tell me what should the drowning couple do Destinations are in their place, paths are in their own place
One may have Well wishers and beloved but what is the use if they don’t stretch their helping hand when in need and what can his poor heart do about it ?
Someone tell me what should the hapless man do Destinations are in their place, paths are in their own place
Even a twig is enough to prevent one from drowning but when the beloved turns her back that is indicative enough to understand that the lightening has struck in his life and no way he can be saved from burning ?
Someone tell me what should the burning man do Destinations are in their place, paths are in their own place
If falling in love is a sin then sure he has committed the sin and he knows he has to pay for the Sin can any body help save this sinned man from facing the inevitable ?
Someone tell me what should the sinned man do Destinations are in their place, paths are in their own place
I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
Destiny —– Is it really the unseen something Determined by omnipotent fate As it is ofttimes defined ? Or just a quasi dream Propelled by intense desire That doesn’t let you sleep Even when you are really tired It’s truely
He sits in a room with no windows, the air stagnates rapidly and with no fresh air. Impossible for anyone to animate inside, he ponders how he got there. Mismatched furniture, like his soul, he has had seen better days
We met, a random act of coincidence We talked, I figured we had some sort of relevance Never in my time has someone lent me an ear so much, trust me I commend your patience Small talks, random brawls, A