Poems About Luck Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about luck seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 11:37am
5th Oct 2024 11:37am
beauty contest
Beauty contest (edited)
Trolls often get bad press
I met a troll sitting under a bridge
looking sad
he was kicked out of the mountain
because it had two eyes
normal trolls have only one eye
planted on the forehead
Worst of all, the unfortunate troll didn't
had a tree stuck in his long nose, ducks under
water inhale mightily and
catch trout
Goats grazing at the bank
of the stream,
but the sad troll had a phobia against
against horns
besides, he didn't like the way they stunk
Our troll wore soft...
Trolls often get bad press
I met a troll sitting under a bridge
looking sad
he was kicked out of the mountain
because it had two eyes
normal trolls have only one eye
planted on the forehead
Worst of all, the unfortunate troll didn't
had a tree stuck in his long nose, ducks under
water inhale mightily and
catch trout
Goats grazing at the bank
of the stream,
but the sad troll had a phobia against
against horns
besides, he didn't like the way they stunk
Our troll wore soft...
#apocalypse
#curse
#dystopian
#fate
#luck
92 reads
0 Comments
Mundus
Poem Published
4th Aug 2024 1:09am
4th Aug 2024 1:09am
She
She spent her days
wishing for water
in a world of flames
Shifting shadows,
venomous voices
all around her
in wake and sleep
She couldn't
make music
of the noise
the fire made
She was
the devil's cigarette
wishing for water
in a world of flames
Shifting shadows,
venomous voices
all around her
in wake and sleep
She couldn't
make music
of the noise
the fire made
She was
the devil's cigarette
#curse
#fate
#luck #nightmares
#luck #nightmares
191 reads
1 Comment
fightorflight
Disa
Disa
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 8:41pm
15th Jul 2024 8:41pm
Apple basket
Blame me when it's not up to me
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
No power, I'm just as helpless as all we
I never wished the world, just home and family
They say guilt doesn't help them, my second gravity
I deserve a castle as little as they do casket
I can't fix things, I only exist
Spent my last as my next wish
I'm sorry my life brings you grief, I thank the universe and know life's brief
I'm not the problems nor the solutions face
Give me mercy for what I got or it matters all the same
#conflict
#grief
#inequality
#luck
#shame
106 reads
0 Comments
herry_the_poet
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 2:58am
21st Jun 2024 2:58am
Urophagia
#fate
#luck
#nostalgia
92 reads
0 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
11th Jun 2024 2:11am
11th Jun 2024 2:11am
A to Z
I was on a route to A to B and got stopped by a X at road works. I felt perplexed as I had learnt my alphabet in earnest when I was small. On the way to school reciting the letters in sequence with my hand held firmly in my mother’s feeling safe and with a bit of pride. I think I am a budding genius like Roald Dahl’s is with wordplay. But nothing is as clear or uncomplicated as then or as orderly or simple.
Nobody tells you real life is not like the alphabet a structure or a formula that we all know and abide by. It’s a bit messy and contradictory it’s only when you are on your...
Nobody tells you real life is not like the alphabet a structure or a formula that we all know and abide by. It’s a bit messy and contradictory it’s only when you are on your...
#faith
#fate
#luck
#magic
#TruthOfLife
122 reads
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word_circus
Poem Published
25th May 2024 3:46pm
25th May 2024 3:46pm
Thump
Bunnies thump
Cars thump
Boom boxes thump
Thump your stump
Thump your foot
Thump your thumb
Drink your rum!
Cars thump
Boom boxes thump
Thump your stump
Thump your foot
Thump your thumb
Drink your rum!
#alcohol
#luck
#universe
122 reads
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 9:13am
24th Apr 2024 9:13am
the last viking
The Last Viking
There had been a storm, that uprooted
an old oak that exposed a gave
the grave of the last Viking, a rusty
sword beside him its grip was made
fallen stars, he had been a chieftain
When everybody had gone home for tea
the Viking checked his body
he was a skeleton and nude about it
In a workman's hut, he found
an overall and boots
The last one to say him was outside
a lingerie shop was an elderly lady
she thought he was trying to masturbate
who can blame him after being dead
for 500 years, he...
There had been a storm, that uprooted
an old oak that exposed a gave
the grave of the last Viking, a rusty
sword beside him its grip was made
fallen stars, he had been a chieftain
When everybody had gone home for tea
the Viking checked his body
he was a skeleton and nude about it
In a workman's hut, he found
an overall and boots
The last one to say him was outside
a lingerie shop was an elderly lady
she thought he was trying to masturbate
who can blame him after being dead
for 500 years, he...
#apocalypse
#fate
#luck #mythology
#luck #mythology
85 reads
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 7:07pm
2nd Apr 2024 7:07pm
Games Within Games
Words play games with spirits on this page, existing in
our heads to tell lies of truth or laugh and cry in the
cathedral of the mind. Let sighs of wonder or silent
weeping echo and reverberate through the empty
halls of the soul as the game illuminates base desires
or honor the golden image we will never find. With
tokens of the dead we move across the table to the
rhythm of dice made of hopes and dreams as our fates
are cast across the board, landing on squares that take
our all. Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred
dollars,...
our heads to tell lies of truth or laugh and cry in the
cathedral of the mind. Let sighs of wonder or silent
weeping echo and reverberate through the empty
halls of the soul as the game illuminates base desires
or honor the golden image we will never find. With
tokens of the dead we move across the table to the
rhythm of dice made of hopes and dreams as our fates
are cast across the board, landing on squares that take
our all. Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred
dollars,...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#luck
#philosophical
#karma
139 reads
8 Comments
down2dirt
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 6:37am
1st Apr 2024 6:37am
casino musings
nipples and toes
nipples and toes
face up on the roulette
round and round she goes
pencil dick dreams
pencil dick dreams
with each revolution
nose slaps his ding-a-ling
up on all fours
up on all fours
riverboat paddles
have her panting for more
ass cheeks aglow
ass cheeks aglow
all bets are placed
nipples or toes
nipples and toes
face up on the roulette
round and round she goes
pencil dick dreams
pencil dick dreams
with each revolution
nose slaps his ding-a-ling
up on all fours
up on all fours
riverboat paddles
have her panting for more
ass cheeks aglow
ass cheeks aglow
all bets are placed
nipples or toes
#luck
181 reads
4 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
14th Mar 2024 11:10pm
14th Mar 2024 11:10pm
MY MUSE RESURRECTED ME
My heart was bound
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
in chains feeling the
pains of losing you.
The attention given
by others didn't heal;
only served as a reminder.
Offers of endless pleasure
by the Nymphs on Erotic
shorelines were futile..
THEN!
OH THEN!
CLIO, the daughter
of Zeus, the
Muse of History; one
of the nine Muses,
came to me in a vision
and beautiful poetry;
with a message of hope..
I came alive as she rang
my doorbell. OMG! MY
Muse resurrected me back
to erotic adventures never
dreamed of. I bow daily...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
215 reads
2 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 11:52pm
11th Feb 2024 11:52pm
I Like It Strong.
I'm scrambling out the door
with my double café latte.
I'm pushing through downtown
traffic to make it to work by 5.
The chaos is exhilarating.
But I have my latte, and I always
make it on time, somehow.
He fell in love with me all over again,
a while back, and bought me
an expresso machine, and I love it.
I don't brew pots of coffee
anymore, or use pods.
A café latte is an expresso
and steamed milk, & some froth.
Sometimes, if I'm feeling sweet, ...
with my double café latte.
I'm pushing through downtown
traffic to make it to work by 5.
The chaos is exhilarating.
But I have my latte, and I always
make it on time, somehow.
He fell in love with me all over again,
a while back, and bought me
an expresso machine, and I love it.
I don't brew pots of coffee
anymore, or use pods.
A café latte is an expresso
and steamed milk, & some froth.
Sometimes, if I'm feeling sweet, ...
#love
#luck
167 reads
1 Comment
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