Poem About Destiny And Fate Novels & Stories

I have written this in her destiny and what is written in destiny, is bound to happen. …………………………………..

he said. Then he added, “They say that there are certain people we are destined to see again and again, in every lifetime, in every place….I feel that with you.” Caitlin knew exactly what he meant. She felt it, too. It wasn’t a matter of love. It was something stronger. Destiny. Fate. Inevitability. Being meant to be with a person, whether you liked it or not. It was that magical moment when the universe forced paths to cross, overrode anyone’s option of free will. It was that one moment in life when free will was forced to submit to something even bigger, more important. Destiny. And that, she felt, was even bigger than love. Love, she felt, true love, she could only have with one person in

I couldn't shake the feeling that the path I trod upon was no longer solely mine to choose, that the forces of destiny were conspiring to shape my future. With a furrowed brow and a heavy heart, I pondered the words of the ghostly figure. The imminent convergence of events filled me with a mixture of apprehension and determination. The days ahead would undoubtedly be fraught with challenges and sacrifices, but I vowed to face them head-on, guided by an unwavering resolve to protect my people and fulfill my destiny.

But everything has happened, it is fate that governs what happens to us. There are some people who won't believe in destiny, but if you ask me whether I believe in destiny or not. Then the answer is yes, meeting Aldo is also a fate. Even though I'm not with him, I guess it's destiny too. The life, the pain, the crying that I used to spend almost every night was also destiny. No one knows how life governs the course of our lives. Including me, and also the people who are present in my life. And right now, even though I still want dad to be by my side. I will remain grateful.

“There is no destiny that is chosen by someone for you. No destiny can choose death for you. There is no destiny so coward! That chooses no rebel for you. Whatever destiny that calls, is more than a scheme! Differentiate between destiny and schemes, destiny comes from unseen, which we build ourselves. Schemes come from plots that are set for us”, said the voice calmly. “Who to trust then? Every face seems treacherous, sly, cunning, and luring in this world. I wish to hideaway. And run away”, she spoke dreamily, inhaling the warmth of the lavenders deeply, filling her lungs even more.

"It is very true Princess. Now I want you to go home and at the back of the house, you will see where I grow my vegetables. I want you to dig it up and when you do you'll see some things. you'll know what to do with them. " Mother, please I want to help you" Amber cries. "I am already going to die. I feel it already. I pray Mother Celena forgives me of my sins and welcomes me into the heavens with open arms " Jarret says as she begins to cough up blood. "If you see my children one day, please give them the letters I write every year that I told you never to touch. Their names are Dorian and Adrian. Tell them I love them very much" Jarret says as she coughs more.

She headed towards Damon to see what was written. Upon storm clouds I weathered, Towards brick, mortar, and sand; Oh mortal, I am tethered, Fare thee well, to hell, my land; Red - your hair brightened with blood, Red – these strings tie me to thee; Red – my eyes cast to the dirt, Tis’ my fate, the one to be; Our hearts sang and swelled with pride, Our love unrivalled by the heavens, earth, and sea; Together we will be, one in this tide,

And Kai laughed, shaking his head with amusement. "Li, you can't run away from your fate. Neither can you change what's written in the destiny book. No matter how much you push her away from you destiny will put you together in its own way. Whatever is written to happen will happen for sure. You can't change it." I didn't respond to his words, I just held her close to my heart and closed my eyes. "We will see what destiny has held for us."

I desired an existence of my own, a name without a ‘Morris’ imprint. An eerie silence engulfed me as I closed my eyes. Should I leave this to destiny and let fate decide? I nearly scoffed. Fate? When had such an obnoxious thing as fate existed? It was written in Destiny, all written before I was born. My Destiny was written by devils, two men who were adamant on ruining me. Their intentions were sinister. They ‘wanted’ me—not in a way a man should desire a woman. They were dangerous. Only a week was left. I couldn’t risk getting my family killed.

My mouth dried up and I was speechless. “I mean, I haven’t stopped thinking about how we met and how things are going for us. Do you believe in destiny or fate?” He asked again. I kept quiet for a while as I tried to think my words through. Destiny and fate, these words were coming back to my head. Was it destiny that brought me Harry on my first day in Free city? Was it fate that got me a job at my husband’s company? Should I believe it was fate? I was puzzled.