Probability sometimes our friend,
Other days lady luck is vengeful.
Amounts on a die.
Faces of the coins.
Or roulette wheels,
Or controlled chance?
Man knows but does not,
That is the beauty of,
She was the type of a girl
that all boys fell for.
She had a deceptive charm
that made the hearts soar.
Something about her made
everyone look twice.
How could someone be so perfect?
"Well," she said, "it's all in the roll of the dice."
How many emotions do we have?
cause I seem to have 5.
I love you
I hate you
I hate myself
I want to end it all
I need you
I can't decide which is me
so maybe you should just take a gamble for me<?
But gambling on 5 sided dice isn't something I recommend for you darling, because there's a 3/5 chance that I'll hurt you and I don't like those odds
Life ladder is too high,
snakes rule every step,
luck dice not on my side
and I am falling down.
Opposite is arriving
What I´ll write
When a metaphorical internal
What wild metaphor
witty life could be
If there was nothing to hide
Inside you and me
Look at inside
About what write
What I´ll find
Roll the dice
Up flew the moonlight tide
flying like a stairway to the clouds.
The light blue stars twinkled
showing the impressionistic side
of the art that is supposed to be
the playing of dice by the four forces.
The beauty of it all seems suspicious.
Never mind it all, lets swim to the clouds.
Woohoo....I wish I was at the beach.
Dice-like words toss around mind,
until ready for the written poem to emerge.
To tickle eyes that gracefully move.
To open heart for time to stop.
To heal pains and know ones not alone.
To retrieve memories with a smile
as melodies linger.
Hooray for playing the game of life with dice fully loaded.
Hooray for life that unfolds divinely.
StarBG © 2017
I'm grateful for my life with all its experiences. May you roll your own dice and move in the energies of a winner.
the turning felt much
like dice a'rolling. these hearts,
the proof of needing