You are a diamond
Shiny and bright
So appealing and desirable
So easy to adore.

You are a diamond
Superficial and cruel
So awful and wicked
So easy to loathe.

You are a diamond
Unfeeling and vain
So hard and slicing
So easy to die for.

You are a diamond
Sharp and poison
So black widow
So easy to fall for.

You are diamond
Colder than purest ice
You are a diamond
So evil and so nice.

You are a diamond
So many faces
Always working your angles
Acting transparent.

You are a diamond
So many colors
Always talking cuts
Acting strong.

You are a diamond
So many victims
Always roaming round
Acting perfect.

You are a diamond
So indifferent
Always in a bubble
Acting obnoxious.

You are a diamond
Enemy allied
You are a diamond
Always on the mind.

You are a diamond
Inescapably bound and tied
You are a diamond
Forever yet never just mine.

You are a diamond-
My diamond now.

“I’ll be fine,” he says
Knowing full well he won’t be;
Not now,
Not ever again
He knows it’s alright to survive;
But he doesn’t know he has a chance
So he wipes a tear away
And braves through it.
Tries for one more smile
As he says his goodbye.

And then he knows-
Then he figures out-
That in that short time
He came to love her,
Not for what she’ll do
But for the angel she is.
He really does love her.
And the smile is real now
Teary with goodbyes,
But real nonetheless.

He puts his last faith in her,
Her ability to overcome herself
He knows what she can do
And he wonders no more
But now he knows for sure
Everything is going to be fine
Even if he never gets to see it
He knows she’ll save them all
He’s glad to have loved her.

What is luck
How do you define that little word
How do you put meaning behind the overused snippet
How do you answer when someone asks what luck is

Perhaps the illustrious Lady Luck is a driving force pushing success to your corner
Perhaps she is simply a grace some people are naturally blessed with
Perhaps she’s a devil hiding in a bottle that calls you to fill and empty it just one more time

Or is she merely a little angel lurking in the imagination
Whispering tales of her own fabled glory in your ear
Does she swim like a mermaid through the blood
Settle in the bones with a poisonous push of influence
Is she a banshee with an opposite effect:
Her coming bodes well and her leaving foretells misfortune

Or is Lady Luck simply the embodiment of good fortune in and of its humble self to be true?

What is luck?
Is it represented by gold?
Is it symbolized by wealth?
Is it showcased by power?

Or is luck evidence of something so far greater?
Is it the presence of love?
Is it the coming of hope?
Is it the return of joy?

Is luck responsible for all that is good?
Does she turn gray clouds white and cease the thunder
Does she shine some favor on the poor man’s lottery ticket
Does she bring an arm of justice or a leg of courage

But can luck right this world’s assorted wrongs
And guide things towards going right more often
Or are we just fools

Are we placing the credit for our goodness and rights on a mysterious undefinable force
Simply so that we can deflect the blame for our evils and wrongs when the timing should prove convenient

What is luck but a sly sweet presence in the imagination
What is luck but friend and foe alike guiding and beseeching the mind
Can anyone answer with certainty and consistency when asked: what is luck, truly

BRMD

Sometimes life
Calls upon us
To have faith
In what we do not know
Or cannot see

But, from the other side of experience,
I’ve figured out
That life in turn
Will teach you
Anything and everything
You need to know
You will learn your lessons
Even if sometimes
You have to do the ***** work
And rough it by yourself

And along the way
You’ll find someone
Who’ll stick by you through thick and thin
And you’ll learn together
Knowing your days of lonely have passed

Life takes away amber
Sometimes well before it should
But slides some bronze in its place
And you’ll find that nothing lasts forever,
Even the pain
Because life can never give up
Or stop moving
Once it gets started

You’ll find life doing what you can’t
You will hate it and you will love it
And to top it all off:
There’s a view from the top
Well worth shedding a few tears over

And sometimes…
Life just has a message for us
Something it’s time to hear
Sometimes that’s all it is
It all just comes down to love
Who and what we need
Who we’re there for
What we do for love..
Love of the self we all need
Love of another we all seem to crave
Sometimes that’s all it is
All it ever will be

Sometimes life
Calls upon us
To have faith
In what we do not know
Or cannot see

But, from the other side of experience,
I’ve figured out
That life in turn
Will teach you
Anything and everything
You need to know
You will learn your lessons
Even if sometimes
You have to do the ***** work
And rough it by yourself

And along the way
You’ll find someone
Who’ll stick by you through thick and thin
And you’ll learn together
Knowing your days of lonely have passed

Life takes away amber
Sometimes well before it should
But slides some bronze in its place
And you’ll find that nothing lasts forever,
Even the pain
Because life can never give up
Or stop moving
Once it gets started

You’ll find life doing what you can’t
You will hate it and you will love it
And to top it all off:
There’s a view from the top
Well worth shedding a few tears over

And sometimes…
Life just has a message for us
Something it’s time to hear
Sometimes that’s all it is
It all just comes down to love
Who and what we need
Who we’re there for
What we do for love..
Love of the self we all need
Love of another we all seem to crave
Sometimes that’s all it is
All it ever will be