What has come to be

It has come to be that which I not wanted; So not wanted even for a trade with possible hope of revival I danced, dwelled, distanced, deformed and deteriorated not for anyone; But in attempt of a detour to detract my destiny to anywhere but not here In spite of what I not wanted; what has come to be …will be! It has come to be that in which the ropes of past, present and Future; Plait itself ceremoniously to strangle my sense of smile I resist and witness my nerves pant with pressure to untie me from these ropes; But in its attempt the entanglement grows to planting me to where I not wanted In spite of what I resist; what has come to be …will be! It has come to be that which tremors and threatens my composure; It feasts on my confidence and contaminates my strength with fierce waves of fear I race in my mind to trick a rescue from any more ruptures; But end up arriving at the ruins of where I not wanted In spite of what I race to; what has come to be …will be! What has come to be, can be let be it… Yes, what has come is hard; but I’m harder Yes, what has come is devastating; but I’m determined to rehabilitate Yes, what has come is burning; but my spirit bears no scars Yes, what has come is difficult, but I’m a miracle!

Bobby Nisha