Poems About Luck Published by Members Recently Online
#luck
JusTim_
Poem Published
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
We Weren't Meant To Be Contained
We weren't meant to be contained
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#suffering #luck
#suffering #luck
430 reads
6 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
We Weren't Meant To Be Contained
We weren't meant to be contained
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#suffering #luck
#suffering #luck
430 reads
6 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
30th Nov 2018 1:37pm
We Weren't Meant To Be Contained
We weren't meant to be contained
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
barred and bare, gone risk, left fear
wild the ruptured wind swirl
where free minds captured can soar
fly off with me in a dream
where worries are few in between
in the ether we'll rise
as I gaze in those eyes
where futures lost are now seen
wander resplendent in wonder
where love rules the spell we're under
be wild be free
a world begs to see
out past the rain and the thunder
~
we weren't meant to be chained
set aside with life rearranged
no...
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#suffering #luck
#suffering #luck
430 reads
6 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
Perpetual
I never believed much in fate until I met you. Everything made sense and everyone around us observed and encouraged. But fate felt like it was quite claustrophobic. It felt as if this independent heart suddenly didn't have her own choice. Nevertheless, I chose to leave knowing you were probably best for me, but freedom is my first love and you were merely destiny.
#love
#fate
#lover
#luck
#FirstLove
827 reads
4 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
Perpetual
I never believed much in fate until I met you. Everything made sense and everyone around us observed and encouraged. But fate felt like it was quite claustrophobic. It felt as if this independent heart suddenly didn't have her own choice. Nevertheless, I chose to leave knowing you were probably best for me, but freedom is my first love and you were merely destiny.
#love
#fate
#lover
#luck
#FirstLove
827 reads
4 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
Perpetual
I never believed much in fate until I met you. Everything made sense and everyone around us observed and encouraged. But fate felt like it was quite claustrophobic. It felt as if this independent heart suddenly didn't have her own choice. Nevertheless, I chose to leave knowing you were probably best for me, but freedom is my first love and you were merely destiny.
#love
#fate
#lover
#luck
#FirstLove
827 reads
4 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
Perpetual
I never believed much in fate until I met you. Everything made sense and everyone around us observed and encouraged. But fate felt like it was quite claustrophobic. It felt as if this independent heart suddenly didn't have her own choice. Nevertheless, I chose to leave knowing you were probably best for me, but freedom is my first love and you were merely destiny.
#love
#fate
#lover
#luck
#FirstLove
827 reads
4 Comments
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
4th Aug 2017 1:36am
Perpetual
I never believed much in fate until I met you. Everything made sense and everyone around us observed and encouraged. But fate felt like it was quite claustrophobic. It felt as if this independent heart suddenly didn't have her own choice. Nevertheless, I chose to leave knowing you were probably best for me, but freedom is my first love and you were merely destiny.
#love
#fate
#lover
#luck
#FirstLove
827 reads
4 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
14th May 2018 8:23am
14th May 2018 8:23am
self checkmate
Our dark is guilt free across the prayer rug
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
#shadows
#fate
#luck
975 reads
10 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
14th May 2018 8:23am
14th May 2018 8:23am
self checkmate
Our dark is guilt free across the prayer rug
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
#shadows
#fate
#luck
975 reads
10 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
14th May 2018 8:23am
14th May 2018 8:23am
self checkmate
Our dark is guilt free across the prayer rug
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
Since much meanness in both day or night
A difference of lightening to the lighten bug
Their ancient son of sorrow to spectral light...
Fools will often jive of self make believe
Spreading the sheet across a minded sky
While always dropping a sick selfish beat
Then making you dance upon their line...
Baa baa soul sheep going to the sunken place
Seeking the new machine to play their music
A drawer full of drawers with underwear lace
They melt your will with word magic inducive... ...
#shadows
#fate
#luck
975 reads
10 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
27th Oct 2022 1:01am
27th Oct 2022 1:01am
How Did I Lose Her Again?
The first time Olia broke up with me, I felt as if my life was over.
I thought love had ended for her and me, but good fortune was on our side.
After about two years had passed, she tried to rekindle our love.
I couldn’t believe it when Olia called me and said she wanted to see me.
When I went to Olia’s apartment, she could sense my uneasiness.
She spoke to me kindly, and she made me feel comfortable around her.
I didn’t expect this to happen, but somehow, she took me back.
Olia forgave me, and she gave me a chance that I didn’t deserve.
...
I thought love had ended for her and me, but good fortune was on our side.
After about two years had passed, she tried to rekindle our love.
I couldn’t believe it when Olia called me and said she wanted to see me.
When I went to Olia’s apartment, she could sense my uneasiness.
She spoke to me kindly, and she made me feel comfortable around her.
I didn’t expect this to happen, but somehow, she took me back.
Olia forgave me, and she gave me a chance that I didn’t deserve.
...
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#shame
#luck
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3 Comments
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