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Anya  May 2019
Lucky
Anya May 2019
Lucky, lucky, lucky me
Growing on a wealthy golden tree
On juicy branches living peacefully
Oh lucky, lucky me

Lucky, lucky, lucky me
Picking sweet fruits of prosperity
Each day luxurious as can be
Oh lucky, lucky me

Lucky, lucky, lucky me
Green leaves of money surrounding me
Buying me things, fulfilling me
Oh lucky, lucky me

Lucky, lucky, lucky me
Riches replace true love for me
I have it all, my fortune and me
Oh lucky, lucky me

Lucky, lucky, lucky me
Dying, on a wealthy golden tree
Diamonds and treasures hugging me
Oh lucky... lucky me...
Cerasium  Oct 2018
Lucky?
Cerasium Oct 2018
It makes me mad when people say you’re lucky
When you can do something like take a nap
While they have to be at work
Like no, you are the lucky one

Lucky
Isn’t waking up everyday and wishing it was over
Lucky
Isn’t seeing yourself in the mirror and wishing you were someone else

Lucky
Isn’t the crippling fear that hides itself til you try and open that door
Lucky
Isn’t hoping that people don’t see the tears welling up from the constant ridicule of your own mind

Lucky
Isn’t when your anxiety is so bad you are afraid to be around people
Lucky
Isn’t getting angry or over protective of yourself in fear of what your friends might think

Lucky
Lucky is when you are able to stand up without fear
Lucky
Is when the outside world brings you joy

Lucky is when you are able to look at yourself and feel good
Lucky
Lucky is waking up everyday without the thought of just ending it

Don’t tell me that I’m lucky
Just because of my crippling depression
Don’t tell me I’m lucky
Because i would rather go back to bed than faking another smile

Don’t tell me I’m lucky
Just because I know how to put on that fake mask
I wish I was lucky
Just lucky enough to escape my own mind

Lucky enough to push past the fears
Lucky enough to feel energetic
Lucky enough to be genuinely happy
Lucky enough to push through that door
Yeah I really can’t do the outside world..
The Good Pussy Sep 2014
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My pick-up truck, trailer home, ...the good book by-my-bedside,
Lost a family, lost my home, ...a terrible twist, twist of fate.
Here I can't escape, that feeling, that I want-to-die,
Found a bottle, quit my job, ...stopped responding to-my-Facebook.

LIFE WENT SIDE-WAYS, REALLY FAST, ..NO PLACE TO GO BUT DOWN!

All I had, gone with the past, a new dark road I took...
Woke up one morning on my floor with the good book on my chest.
Flipped it open, turned it around, and with him, found I'm blessed.

..........and now times stood the test.

I needed to walk, ...with the Son,
Get right back-on-track,
All I needed, was to talk with the Son...

And now they call me the Lucky One,
Now they call me the Lucky One,
They call me the Lucky One,
They call me the Lucky One,
I LOST A LOT/I NEVER WON,
And they call me the Lucky One.


Family's gone but I have the Son,

Now they call me the Lucky One,
They call me the Lucky One,
They call me the Lucky One,
I LOST A LOT/I NEVER WON,
And they call me the Lucky One.


Suddenly I figured out,
All those things I couldn't-ever figure out...

*And now they call me the Lucky One,
Now they call me the Lucky One,
They call me the Lucky One,
Call me the Lucky One,
I LOST A LOT/I NEVER WON,
And they call me the Lucky One.
Remy  May 2014
Lucky
Remy May 2014
''Lucky''

Boy, I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard.


Lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky I'm coming home again.

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss.

Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday.


And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
Though the breezes, through the trees
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here, right now.


Lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky you're coming home again
Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky you're coming home someday.

So darling be home soon
I feel myself in bloom
Without you
My darling be home soon.
lucky died to bring his previous life back to the young dudes



you see, scott mcdonald, who was my old school mate died way back

in the 1990s and wanted to reincarnate as our family cat, lucky, you see

lucky was a cute, but cranky cat especially when it rained, it was scott trying

to rid his crankiness he was like at school, but dad copped all the flaming flack

and in the end lucky was tired and had to be put downy the vet, and it was from

that moment i started hearing voices at work, which drove me really crazy, you

see one voice was from my scott pushing words into pats voice saying, i am not mucking

with yiou like i used to muck with brian, your not a flaming adult, and the boss of mitchell ACTEW

sue, didn’t know what was wrong with me, as i was yelling at my voices through the building

and when i got the job at lower molonglo, cath was worried about me too, and scott mcdonald was

having a field day, trying to lift me away from the powerful thinking people away from me, you see

scott was a bit sick of me, and it looked like he hated me, but then as he reincarnated into my family

as our cat lucky, because one man called me a great big ugly snout and i called dad a great big ugly

snout pushing me with brendan our next door neighbour who i was trying to keep kidnapped with me,

like the song went kidnap brian and kidnap brendan keep brian and brendan in our cages, and scott’s spirit

wanted to reform me, so he made buddha reincarnate him into 2 cats, a grey cat named muscles, and a

grey and white cat named lucky, and muscles lived in my flat and lucky lived with my folks, and in 2004

i started hearing voices from scott mcdonald, trying to make muscles into a wild dingo or a raccoon

and i had to **** it before it killed azaria chamberlain, but i killed muscles and scott mcdonald created

pluto as the love planet and i went to the psych ward to try and be placed on more medications and mum

thought they let me out too early, and scott blamed dad for allowing to have muscles killed, like he could’ve

taken muscles out of my hands, and lucky was blaming dad for the rain and every time i picked lucky up he will

get cranky, you see lucky was caught up a tree for 3 weeks, where scott said, your not one of the young dudes

anymore, and scott was performing concerts on the love planet, and now when i played concerts, scott has been

planting the word woosey in pats voice in my head, and scott was getting tired of teasing dad, and said goodbye to

lucky and as i said, i got voices since lucky died which led me to the psych ward in november 2013, which made me

talk about my previous lives and made me do art and try and get better, while scott mcdonald is now baby **** on the

youtube family the shaytards, and scott is happy to be a human again, after all this crap, and now i am trying to get better

by writing stories and drawing pictures to get the evil out of me, my voices say from people on the street, is never ever

get anymore cats, ok
Big Virge Jul 2020
Ya Know ...
I Always Find It... Funny...
When People Say To Me...

That... “ I’ve been Lucky ! “...

As If They’ve Gotta Clue...
of The Things That I've Been Through... ?!?

I’m... OLD Enough Now...
To Know What’s FOUL... !!!
And To Know That Some Mouths... !!!

Should... THINK About...
What It Is They See In Other Peeps’... !!!!

Cos’ It’s BETTER To KNOW... !!!
BEFORE... BARING Your Soul...
About What You... " Think "...
About The Next Mans’ Sitch’... !!!

Is it LUCKY To Live Where Violence IS... !?!
Is it REALLY Lucky To Come From Money... ?

Because People Act... FUNNY...
Like Bees WITHOUT... Honey... !!!

I DON'T Come From Cash...
Or ANYTHING Like THAT... !!!!!

I Come From A Place  ...
Where Luck Said...

“Hey, your a lil’ too dark,
to not be marked,
as a threat to heads,
who believe in nonsense !”

Like A Lot of What’s Said...
On... Internet Threads...

Now That’s NOT Meant...
To Express Sentiments...
Like The Current US President... !!!!!

How Lucky Can I Be...
To... SEE Him Lead...
Or To Be A Part of A Society...

Where Violence Leaks........
Into.... Our Young Seeds.... ?

Who Now DON'T CARE...
About... Elders Welfare... !!!

So Many Suggest...
That I'm A... " LUCKY Gent "...  

As If I’ve... NOT Dealt...
With... PRESSURE And STRESS... !!!!!

As If I HAVEN'T Been Sent...
To... " Psychiatric Heads "... ?

Because of THREATS That I DID EXPRESS...
When My Mother FACED Death... !!!!!!!!!!

Was It REALLY That LUCKY... ?
To Have A... SICK Mummy... ?

And A Father Who Then LEFT............
Having Dished Out VIOLENCE... ?!?
To Her BODY... Mind and SOUL... !!!

It Seems That Folks DON'T Wanna Know …
How Things In Your Life REALLY DO GO... !!!!

They’d Rather DEFER...
Because They PREFER...
To Suggest That... “ LUCK “...
Has Made Me... TOUGH... !!!!

I’m Tough Alright...  !!!
Because My Vibes DEFIED Hard Times...
So That I Could Live Life And Now Write Rhymes...

That Tell The... TRUTH...
About Luck And It’s Moves....

I’ve EARNED My Luck... !!!!!!!!
It Didn’t Just Come Like The Rising Sun... !!!!!

Is it Lucky To Have...
The Skin of A Man...

Whose... DARKER TAN...
Can Cause... PROBLEMS...
And... LOSS of Life... !!!!
When Police Are In SIGHT... ?!?

I’ve Been LUCKY Alright To NOT Have DIED...
When Police Have TRIED In The Shroud of Night...
To Suggest That I Have Committed Crimes... !?!

In FACT In The Day...
They've Behaved THE SAME WAY... !!!!!

Because of The Sight...
of My... Black Face... !!!

Am I LUCKY To Be... ???
A Man Who Sees *******...
Run... AWAY From Me... ?!?

Because They Seem...
To Think I’m... UGLY...
Or A THREAT To Them...
Because of The DEPTH...
of... My SKIN TONE... !!!

HOLD ON There Bro... !!!!!
Before You Try To Say...

“ That it just ain’t so ! “ …

Have You Lived In My Shoes... ???

If Your Answer Is... NO...
Then I’m... GLAD For YOU... !!!

But DON'T Think That It’s Cool...
To Suggest To Me That I’m A LUCKY Dude...

Or That I Have Been Blessed...
With MUCH MORE LUCK Than ALL THE REST... ?!?

If That Was The Case...
I’d See My Poems ALL OVER The Place... !!!

But That’s... NOT The Way...
That My Artistry... " Sways "... !!!

Am I LUCKY To Relate... ?
Thought Waves That STATE...

A Wish For MORE TRUTH...
When LIARS Are The Ones...
Who... CLEARLY Get Through... ?!!!?

Well My Luck DOESN'T Run...
Quite Like THEIRS Son... !!!!!!

I KNOW What It IS...
To... NOT WANT To Live... !!!!!
And To Then RECOGNISE...
That THAT's... NOT So wise... !!!

Because You Have To LIVE LIFE...
And Give THANKS Sometimes...

But Just BECAUSE Things...  
APPEAR TO BE... “ LOVELY “...

DON'T PRESUME That Your Buddy...
Has... NEVER Been Hungry... !!!!!

You Can Make Your Own Luck...
But Some Get... “STUCK”... !!!

So...
Let Me Put This... BLUNTLY... !!!

THINK BEFORE..........
You Speak Like A... " DUMMY "... !!!!

Because...
Some Folk Can Get... TOUCHY... !!!!!!

When You TELL Them That.....
YOU... THINK That....

They’ve Been.....

....... “ Lucky “ …….
Everybody isn't as lucky as you might think ......
Australia is the lucky country
Lucky, yes we are
Australia is the lucky country
Lucky, yes we are
The luckiest country
Compared to the Middle East
And I know Australians live in poverty
But we have beaches and footy mate
We also have events to bring the families in
To enjoy this wonderful country
Lucky, yes we are
We have loads of helpers
That look after the poor
We also have people
Who show our great bushland
To walk around and explore
Yes we are the lucky country
Compared to the Middle East
We do have our problems
Like a lot of people do
We enjoy the party people
Because we need to have fun
Yes we do oh yeah
We have great tv from our many stations
We bring what we don’t have on tv
To the radio
Because Australia is the lucky country
Lucky, yes we are
We play carols all over the country
And at the carols we collect money
To give to many charities
We go for walks and runs
And that is what we do for fun
And we march every Anzac Day
To honour Australia’s diggers
YouTube keeps the people in touch
Of this great big world
Because Australia really cares for
Other countries and that is why we are the lucky country
Lucky, yes we are
Aussie Aussie Aussie
Lucky yes oh yeah
I am lucky
I am lucky that I am
I am lucky that I am living
I am lucky that I am living in the state
I am lucky that I am living in the state of being
I am lucky that I am living in the state of being in which
I am lucky that I am living in the state of being in which life
I am lucky that I am living in the state of being in which life gave me.
I am lucky that I get to have the items I have
I am lucky that I get to meet the people I meet
I am lucky that I get to see the things I see

But I am unlucky to get to see how my privileges corrupt people.
Make them turn my lucky life into hell.

The ****
The ******
The theft
The battery
The harassment

I am lucky that humans abuse their privileges...
If only privileges given were decided by heart and not birth
©LogenMichel copyright 2016
I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
I don’t know about you.

Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed.  There’s
a difference between the two.

Luck comes around from
time to time.

Blessings are there every day.
They’re staring you right
in the face.

Luck is something people
seek to find.

Blessings automatically
come your way.

Luck is something that
happens by chance.

Blessings are God’s works.
They’re a part of his plan.

Blessings are things that you
carry with you.  They’re there
every single day.

Lucky is something that comes
along, but then it goes away.

Blessings are things that
are permanent.

Luck is something that
is temporary.

Blessings are things which
are heaven sent.

Luck you can’t count
on.  Luck you can’t depend on.
Unlike blessings, which you
know they will always be
there.  You never need worry.

Luck is something you anticipate,
something which you wait for it
to come around.

Blessings are things that are
automatically there.  Every day
of your life they can be found.

Luck is basically good fortune
that happens from time to time.

Blessings are things you are
faced with every day.  You
carry them with you for
a lifetime.

Luck is something you consider
to be good that happens
unexpectedly.  It may come
around at a time of need.

But what you consider to be
good luck, events can happen
to cause you to see it is just
opposite.  It may turn out to
be that what you find to be
good luck, isn’t always what
it seems.

Blessings are that which is
sent from God.  They are not
disguised.

Blessings are brought to the
light where you clearly seem them.
They do not hide.

Blessings that are sent from
God, they do not lie.

Blessings are something you
can believe, something you
can have confidence in.

You carry them with you
from the moment your life
starts, up until your life on
earth comes to an end.

You shall carry them with you
even after death, should you
make it to heaven.

I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
There’s as difference between
the two.

I don’t consider myself lucky.
I consider myself blessed.
I can only speak for myself.
I can’t speak for you.

I’m not lucky, I’m blessed.
That’s all I have to say.

Don’t call me lucky, call
me blessed.  God is the way.

It’s not luck but God, who
wakes me every day.

It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me eyes to see the way.

It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me a voice and mouth
so that I may talk.

It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me legs and feet so that
I may walk.

It isn’t luck but God, who
gave me hands so that I
may touch.

It isn’t luck but God,
who does so much.

It isn’t luck but God, who
gives me everything I need.

It isn’t luck, it’s God.
I say it unashamed.
I say it proudly.

It isn’t luck, it’s God,
who gave me a brain for
thinking.

It wasn’t luck, it was God,
who gave me a heart which
keeps me breathing, keeps
me living.

I’m not lucky, I’m blessed,
in so many ways.

Don’t call me lucky,
call me blessed.
That’s all I have to say.

I’ll leave you with that
thought and I’ll go about
my way.
Nikkipopgun69  Mar 2021
Lucky
Nikkipopgun69 Mar 2021
My friends say I’m lucky,
I’m not even lucky in the slightest for anything.
if I was lucky the universe would of helped a girl out by now.

If I was lucky I’d have the guy of my dreams
If I was lucky I wouldn’t think about dying alone.
If I was lucky I wouldn’t cry myself to sleep.
If I was lucky so lucky  I’d have the biggest smile.
But I’m not so lucky I can’t even function tell people how they make
Me feel
you see in 2011 and 2012,, in around the time my cat lucky died, and my mate was getting

angry with his family, and told me that he hated to be my friend, and i remember that Scott

Mcdonald hated me mucking around the mall, and he died, and came back as lucky the cat

where he was having fun getting cranky with us, sometimes when we picked him up, and when

it rained, lucky would blame  dad for it, but scott was getting sick and tired of this, and created

voices from everyone that ****** me off, coming from people who didn’t, and my mate was slowly

turning off me, probably, scott/lucky’s spirit flying above, you see scott mcdonald owns pluto, in which

we call the love planet now, and from the love planet, scott sent voices into my head making my friend

say, i don’t want to be your friend anymore, don’t ring me, and also, scott mcdonald got into my head

trying to make me not understand my parents, which caused me to fight my parents, over silly things

and all because i was writing **** out of me, and when i went to adelaide in 2012, scott made my friend

not want to talk to me, this drove me nuts, and scott, said, i will **** lucky to make brian’s dad sane again

seeing lucky was in our family for brian,, which was a spiritual quest to see if brian can be calmed by animals

and scott, since i killed muscles due to mental illness, scott has been putting images into brian’s head

like turning lucky into a big cheetah or a big moo cow, and dad never understood, you see in 2013, my voices

at work became bad because lucky had died and scott needed to help me find him, and there was a pregnant girl

in the psych ward with me, who was carrying scott mcdonalds next life, cause i was doing what i did in 2004

and i did what i did, and scott used patricks voice kicking the girl, ya know like a baby does, saying let me out

let me out, brian is trying to be like me and this made the young lady feel weird, but she knew it was bnormal

and you see, as i get up, i hear voices all around saying, your shy brian, shut up woosey and the reason why i say

it was scott/lucky’s ghost because my friend didn’t hate, and also, scott put tabs on my phone, making it ring every

5 minutes making me write tickle tickle tim tum which got recorded on the telephone answer, and now, i can only

make calls, and not receive calls, because scott made andrew jarvis ring me up every day, and dad put a stop to that

with a bit of science from the third realm and while all this body problems, dad is on cloud 9, nursing lucky

saying, you can go off to the love planets, i have no idea if that lady’s baby survived or not, but buddha doesn’t want me to know that

but for dad, buddha wanted me to follow dads next life in instagram, saying, you know, nobody else

because, buddha said, we need to have your fathers next life protected, and you must never know who lucky is

unless fate brings you to him, you see the voices were really making me worked up, because i was keeping fit, 2004 and 2013

and the psych ward off i go, and instead of inning i do a brisk walk, which will keep me fit, you see as i write, i hear the negative me

from the 1990s calling out to me, GET ****** BRIAN, you are a little shy boy now brian, and many other things, like the time

i threw a spider on mum, she jumped, and i remember dad had a little laugh about that, with me, i remember i was swimming in the

pool, and mum squirted the fucken hose on me, because i was too fucken too noisy and i remember lucky being stuck up the trees

for a couple of days and scott’s spirit who was in lucky, previous life, ya know, well scott was getting sick of having his earth body with me, because

of my negativity because i was fat and i think scott mcdonald’s soul is in the young woman, if he or she survived

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