* destiny *

I was agitated,
why am I not perfect,
why do I stumble down,
why do I've to rise up,
when my heart whispered low,
and it throbbed for long,
disarming the chaos eating me.
It started off uplifting me, mending my impaired strength.
It peeped back in the past, popping out a bevy of jiffs when it was elated
I saw my smile curved along with my heart's.
The chaos had collapsed, only the debris left,
when I slipped into my reverie,
thinking of them who had tied their emotions with me,
who bore the thorns of my destiny with me,
who wished to see me on the pinnacle.
I rose up again
To foster the smiles of some,
To enrich the trust of some,
I rose up again,
Intrepid of all stumbles,
Embracing every day of my destiny.