(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

Red Line Of Fate

The fate of our life,
Strung together by the red line of fate.
It exists; though never predetermined.
We, ourselves the very source of these thread,
Laid it down which every action we made.
Sometime passing by;
Sometime intertwining;
And occasionally creating knots;
That which creates a strong bond.
Strong bond does not come with ease.
It takes both sides to pull to create it;
If neither side is willing to pull nothing will ever happen.

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An amazing use of leonine rhyme in a tragic work with an ironic title.