Poems about Luck & Being Lucky
#luck
Poems about luck and being lucky, here you'll find poetry about good fortune. Poems about success entirely down to chance, the idea that forces beyond our control can cause good or bad things to happen.
buddhakitty
Poem Published
20th Aug 2023 3:00pm
20th Aug 2023 3:00pm
at the end of the day
there is nothing left to
wish for
there is nothing left to
battle against
there is nothing left to
hold onto
there is nothing left
to let go of
( there is nothing left to
hope for
there is nothing left to
unhope for)
dreams pull up their covers
and go to sleep
the day is limp and bleached
out
lying stretched out across my
lap like a old, tired cat looking
for rest,...
wish for
there is nothing left to
battle against
there is nothing left to
hold onto
there is nothing left
to let go of
( there is nothing left to
hope for
there is nothing left to
unhope for)
dreams pull up their covers
and go to sleep
the day is limp and bleached
out
lying stretched out across my
lap like a old, tired cat looking
for rest,...
#fate
#aging
#luck
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
8th Aug 2023 11:00pm
8th Aug 2023 11:00pm
The day all the socks matched up (with recording)
I awoke gently, wrapped in sunbeams and your leisurely arms.
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
The coffee was strong and patient.
All the pieces fit smoothly.
The poems wrote themselves, and rock ‘n roll did the chores.
Words were enjoyed for soul-sharing and fun, as shame took a long vacation.
All the meetings were constructive and punctual.
Laughter flickered like warming flames between songs and friends and forest adventures.
Ocean thunder cracked my heart wide open.
All the flies left me alone in the garden.
As dew amplified the scent of cooling...
#happiness
#music
#nostalgia #luck
#nostalgia #luck
364 reads
18 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
28th Jul 2023 4:15pm
28th Jul 2023 4:15pm
a boy on shore leave
A boy and shore leave
The 15 years old boy was standing on the poop deck on an old
tank ship late at night looking up to the millions of stars over The Red Sea.
His job was to clean pots and pans in the galley ruled over by a cook
who hated the worlds and everybody in it.
The boy had tried to sit in the mess hall where older seamen
sat, drinking coffee and playing cards, but they had made fun of him
saying he looked like a girl the way he folded his arms.
His left nibble was swollen when he pressed on the nipple white
stuff came out and he...
The 15 years old boy was standing on the poop deck on an old
tank ship late at night looking up to the millions of stars over The Red Sea.
His job was to clean pots and pans in the galley ruled over by a cook
who hated the worlds and everybody in it.
The boy had tried to sit in the mess hall where older seamen
sat, drinking coffee and playing cards, but they had made fun of him
saying he looked like a girl the way he folded his arms.
His left nibble was swollen when he pressed on the nipple white
stuff came out and he...
#fate
#apocalypse
#luck
#dystopian
#curse
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Pishashee
Poem Published
9th Jul 2023 1:27am
9th Jul 2023 1:27am
Radical Clown
Eastside edition
I remember thinking how
I wanted to be different.
I didn't want to teach moral code;
i didn't know if i had any,
per se, as an underlying current,
although, it could be
effective in that manner,
if the science is proven,
or, if the critical thinking
would occur, on the whole.
You can get anything down
at Moe's: candied cigarettes,
cinnamon square-heads,
a pint of whiskey at 4 in the morning.
Yea, its on that side of town.
We're all lonely here. ...
I remember thinking how
I wanted to be different.
I didn't want to teach moral code;
i didn't know if i had any,
per se, as an underlying current,
although, it could be
effective in that manner,
if the science is proven,
or, if the critical thinking
would occur, on the whole.
You can get anything down
at Moe's: candied cigarettes,
cinnamon square-heads,
a pint of whiskey at 4 in the morning.
Yea, its on that side of town.
We're all lonely here. ...
#uplifting
#luck
#meditation
#wisdom
#PersonalGrowth
282 reads
5 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 6:45pm
25th Jun 2023 6:45pm
Waiting on the light .
You think You see Her In Coat and Bag, but You don't You are Just the lens She isThe negative Waiting On the light
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#luck
#karma
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Maple666
Poem Published
16th Jun 2023 1:14pm
16th Jun 2023 1:14pm
Beans on Toast and an Egg
You know life lies and so does your mind every nerve ending has been fried by to much information and the passage of time . You don’t think your beans and toast
and that egg on the side gives two hoots about who ate them last and why and who will next ?. That’s living on the edge coz it’s minus the worry and anxiety and the stress . I told you our minds are misinterpreting and complicating our lives . A self help guide How to live your best life by Hovis remember the boy on the bike . It’s as good for you as it’s always been with a good dose of Heinz and with additional credits to the...
and that egg on the side gives two hoots about who ate them last and why and who will next ?. That’s living on the edge coz it’s minus the worry and anxiety and the stress . I told you our minds are misinterpreting and complicating our lives . A self help guide How to live your best life by Hovis remember the boy on the bike . It’s as good for you as it’s always been with a good dose of Heinz and with additional credits to the...
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#luck
#choices
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2 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2023 3:13pm
2nd Jun 2023 3:13pm
Half and Half .
It is never ok to hurt another just coz your tired and life’s being unkind . It doesn’t give you permission to spread your vibes on to unsuspecting people who just like you are treading the boards of life coz sometimes they can’t see the stairs either to bring them into the light . They just keep quiet and keep walking and waiting in the dark . Hoping and praying that the sun will break through and they are fine with a few remaining shadows. Life it never promised sunshine without the rain and accepting it’s a half and half chance this happiness lark .
#faith
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#luck
#curse
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
1st Jun 2023 5:31am
1st Jun 2023 5:31am
Pisces
Amongst the cluster of Zodiac's embrace,
Lies Pisces, born of twelfth's grace.
An Aquamarine on Idealism's shore,
Where newest dreams are seen first and more.
With eyes fixed on the stars above,
She sets her sights, soaring high, with love.
Determined and steadfast, she strides along,
Through the ebb and flow, singing a mutable song.
Fishes dance, their silvery scales aglow,
Surrounding her island, where the waters flow.
Nature, in all its splendour, pays homage true,
Not as a God, but as their creator, they do.
...
Lies Pisces, born of twelfth's grace.
An Aquamarine on Idealism's shore,
Where newest dreams are seen first and more.
With eyes fixed on the stars above,
She sets her sights, soaring high, with love.
Determined and steadfast, she strides along,
Through the ebb and flow, singing a mutable song.
Fishes dance, their silvery scales aglow,
Surrounding her island, where the waters flow.
Nature, in all its splendour, pays homage true,
Not as a God, but as their creator, they do.
...
#astrology
#faith
#fate
#mythology
#luck
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ThePoet632
CrossWords
CrossWords
Poem Published
16th May 2023 12:17pm
16th May 2023 12:17pm
POETIC SCENERY
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
******
Mounting the mighty, majestic...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
******
Mounting the mighty, majestic...
#faith
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#luck
#philosophical
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oskar
Poem Published
11th May 2023 8:31am
11th May 2023 8:31am
the ex-president
The ex-president
The uncontrolled self-admiring ex-president Trump
of sexual aggression against a dignified lady who waited
for 27 years to report him
They had tried to get him for rape, and failed, so they
his many political enemies found a middle distance and
he and fined 5 million dollars.
As for the ex-president, I can’t think of anyone I dislike
Then these despicable persons spoke for those
called deplorable; by other politicians who elected him.
Trump hollers about being cheated for his second round
As president, that can...
The uncontrolled self-admiring ex-president Trump
of sexual aggression against a dignified lady who waited
for 27 years to report him
They had tried to get him for rape, and failed, so they
his many political enemies found a middle distance and
he and fined 5 million dollars.
As for the ex-president, I can’t think of anyone I dislike
Then these despicable persons spoke for those
called deplorable; by other politicians who elected him.
Trump hollers about being cheated for his second round
As president, that can...
#fate
#apocalypse
#luck
#scifi
#curse
167 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
10th Apr 2023 6:03pm
10th Apr 2023 6:03pm
the noddy land
The noddy land
Reality is more than we see in an everyday happening
It stretches further into another dimension we call dreams
but are vital in living life.
What my ghostwriter tries to say is: dreams come true.
I was back in my valley where I used to live and was
greeted by old friends who only appear in dreams
asked me where I had been; if I told they would think
I was dreaming and looked alarmed; has he gone ga, ga.
Footwear is a must in the valley, which is free of cars
I had been the shoemaker making shoes for the ball ...
Reality is more than we see in an everyday happening
It stretches further into another dimension we call dreams
but are vital in living life.
What my ghostwriter tries to say is: dreams come true.
I was back in my valley where I used to live and was
greeted by old friends who only appear in dreams
asked me where I had been; if I told they would think
I was dreaming and looked alarmed; has he gone ga, ga.
Footwear is a must in the valley, which is free of cars
I had been the shoemaker making shoes for the ball ...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#curse
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oskar
Poem Published
19th Mar 2023 4:27pm
19th Mar 2023 4:27pm
St. Patrice day
Saint Patrice day
In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland)
If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right
but in my head, it was yesterday.
Life was slower back then, cargo was lowered into
donkey carts, there were many mules waiting
we went to a pub, a stone a throwaway and drank Guinness
Never did I tell my mother, but I told her of the Irish girl
I was going to marry had red hair and green eyes
she had the aroma of an angel.
Leisureliness has ended ships leave as ships do
On the shore,...
In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland)
If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right
but in my head, it was yesterday.
Life was slower back then, cargo was lowered into
donkey carts, there were many mules waiting
we went to a pub, a stone a throwaway and drank Guinness
Never did I tell my mother, but I told her of the Irish girl
I was going to marry had red hair and green eyes
she had the aroma of an angel.
Leisureliness has ended ships leave as ships do
On the shore,...
#fate
#luck
#nightmares
#steampunk
#scifi
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