Few moments desolate

often get you to think

 

How the twist of events

push you over the brink

 

Streaks of fleeting joy

abruptly come to end

 

Sans even little caution

or time to comprehend

 

Just split of a moment

it hits one ever so hard

 

Striking at susceptibility

when entirely off guard

 

Once past the instance

frenzied turns the mind

 

Attempts couldn’t avert

what fate had designed

 

Hard may though seem

but difficult is to believe

 

A sense of helplessness

 and inability to perceive  

 

It reminds of inevitability

to which all are exposed

 

The pre ordained calamity

if deemed can’t be opposed