The rivers of fate flow without pause,Carrying our dreams, our hopes, our flaws.They wind, they twist, they crash on rocks,But always find a way through life's blocks.
In their waters, doubts and hopes entwine,Choices sometimes clear, sometimes hard to define.We can't always control their unpredictable course,But we learn to navigate with an inner source.
The rivers of fate are filled with mystery,Sometimes calm, sometimes a stormy sea.Yet in every ripple, in every turn,They guide us to the horizon we yearn.
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Path of Life
PoetryThis poem is about life, with its ups and downs. It reminds us that every failure is a lesson, and every success a new beginning. A journey of light and shadow, laughter and tears, but always forward, despite everything.
