•//Meant to be- A Poem
In this wide earth
People find people
Who they seeking for
.
Where the souls fell pale
When their fallings fail
Then bending to Holy calls
.
The nature for sure
The utmost of all
Listen their weepings in nights like owl
.
The fate evolves
Link ‘em up with wise a bloke
Mending the hearts, the minds to craft
.
In this wide earth
People find people
Who they seeking for
-LA
This poem entails a secret of nature, which we merely consider as misfortune;however, the souls that we consider good for ours are always replaced by the souls that resonate with ours.
