Destiny

Destiny
I t starts from the embryo,
enters into all shapes
like a wary conjurer,
taps the doors of success,
tickles the mound of
Pretentitious disappointment,

Destiny is a ruthless politician
Casting words at the podium,
It Slips through the back door,
At times sits in the front gate,
Doesn’t care if it is a bedroom
Or bath shower, or a moving bus,

It is the destiny that engulfed
Many in tsunami globally,
It is the ire of destiny that
Shook the cradles of
ancient Civilisation,
did and undid many wars,

it is the destiny shaping us all,
it is the destiny shaking us all.