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Into a sphere of change…

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English Poetry

 

To each his own,
destiny is destined.
What I am is unique,
in our own way as we seek.

Answers lay hidden,
as always in tomorrow’s lap.
And it would perhaps so forever,
like a shadow from it’s master.

Calculations fail,
analysis blur.
Something new is always born,
today on past as we lay all torn.

Change is like birth as they spawn,
into life from death as they are reborn.
It’s a constant move always ahead,
into a sphere of change we dread.

 

4 Comments

  1. rajdeep says:

    change z d law ov life
    loved it

  2. Gion Gion says:

    good in the cultural context, well expressed.
    “Calculations fail,
    analysis blur.” This holds true no matter how many spins of the wheel

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