Destiny

I wept all night-

I was in search of light.

I obviously found none.

I questioned the existence of sun.

I went angry- I tore the sky.

I then got God's reply

''Things happen when they have to happen

This is Destiny's secret weapon!''


About this poem- Written when I couldn't understand what was happening in my life. And the only explanation I got was- Destiny! One may argue that destiny is nothing in front of will power and hard work. What do you think? Destiny exists?