Destiny

Mere a white paper it was
I scribbled all my heart's desires
was I going against the laws?
because all I got was fiery fires!

Everytime I wrote something
it got washed away
taking with it everything
wiping every wish in a way.

It was my destiny
and not just a blank paper
that I held so tiny,
trying to hold like a vapor.

For this I lost
and came to senses only when
I paid the cost
and never ever tried again!