The Panorama……. Poem by Bhawana Bhowmik

Standing tall on the mammoth hill
I see traces of what’s underneath
A timid mist and many broken, mended trails
Choose we must, from several lanes! !

Destiny has its rigid grail, set in stone
Unterminated, you only think you chose
But thy path is set in stone choices exist
The deception to choose, is predicated! !

And that is your obdurate destiny
A predetermined path, our choices
Are all invariably so illusory
The path of predefined destiny! !

Choose to revolt or set a novel course
Or follow thy secret reverie, dream
The finale shows its wicked hand
You arrive at precisely the predicted abode! !

Why waste thy eternal bliss?
Fighting what cannot be changed
When our path is perpetually set
Simply enjoy living and the side scenes
Learn to abide and accept that is! !