Destiny’s Journey
Every journey is a choice disguised as fate. This poem walks the thin line between destiny and the steps you didn’t realize you were taking.
Vishwas Vaidya
Every journey is a choice disguised as fate. This poem walks the thin line between destiny and the steps you didn’t realize you were taking.
The world doesn’t change in a downpour-it changes in the quiet drizzle that slips through the cracks you never guard.
Illusion is the easiest trap to fall into-because you never knew you were buried. This post shows the mirror that reveals you anyway.
In the city of joy, the walls still echo. This poem doesn’t chase joy-it lingers in the corners you’ve overlooked and finds the voice there.
Dreams are meant to heal-but when they’re wounded, they whisper truths louder than any scream.
What is in a name is not curiosity-it is identity and this poem reveals what you’ve been calling yourself without knowing.
Poetry isn’t just words on the page-it’s a symphony you’re invited to step inside when the lights go out.
