Destiny Poem by Prasad Sing

** Destiny **

I opened my eyes.
To see, love dies?
Questions, which are not answered.
To solve, they are most hard.
What is left or what was left.
Is my life's most dangerous theft.
Human being is the biggest symbol of incompleteness.
My passed ninteen springs, evidence of perfect lovelessness.

Loneliness is my life's base.
I am partly alone, in my life's race.
Destiny, come, hold my hand.
Without your mercy, in life, I can't stand.

At least, answer my questions.
Or I would be killed by suppression.