#fortune poems on Hello Poetry

Onyx Oct 2020

Can you hear?

chimes and faint whispers of a past near forgotten
it seethes and seethes of riddles and connotations for the one who lived it

unfortunately they, cannot hear it

gracious is the hidden universe
tenderly whispering through nuanced memories warnings and forebodings
persistent and ever so temperate
I wonder how the receiver in unable to receive such love

would I have done the same
to ignore the evident chasms of repulse echoing in the head
as one dives knee deep in ruination frolicking in the pretence of esteemed achievement?

Lady Fortune is certainly strange and unfathomable in her doings
As distrustful and deceitful as humans came to be
I’d still like to have a little faith the universe had yet to be contaminated...

#love #hate #philosophy #ponder #poem #poetry #poet #wonder #time #fortune

Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2020

Fortune

Listen

If time is kind
You'll be given
2nd chance
To grasp
What you learned

From the 1st mistake

Genre: Observational
Theme: Just do it

#nepal #fortune #lesson #chance #favor

old willow Sep 2020

blood

Blood is thicker than water.
A drop of water can shatter the greatest hardness,
can blood do the same?
With blood as ink,
Water as canvas,
kingdom fell and rises.
Kinship is perpetual;
blood represent ill-omen,
and fortune.

#blood #kinship #family #fortune #history

Ces Sep 2020

Dark Musings

I force a smile to
Regain a sense of normality
Curled lips that
Mask the rawness
Of this aching
Emptiness.

No longer am I enamored
With lovely, naive fantasies:
This blank stare into the abyss
Born out of revolt
Against the lie
That happiness is everyone's
Lot in life.

Fortune is a whimsical god
And living is an unpredictable
Farce between birth and death
Such randomness, brutality
Victimizes those born
Of sound body
But with a fragile mind
And a crumbling sanity.

Reflections of gloom
Are all that keeps me company
This unbearable pessimism
In this tiny room
Yet I cannot stop my inquiries:
My explorations of truth
No matter how wretched it might be
At its very root.

#pessimism #fortune #sanity #abyss #mind #gloom #truth

Lyn-Purcell Aug 2020

Tykhe

Luck floats on her palm
Her rudder turns the blessed tide
Fortune favours bold

New day, new haiku!
This haiku is for Tykhe, goddess of fortune and luck.
Her symbols were a cornucopia and a rudder. Chance and luck poured from her like a tide and she was well in control of it.

There are many variants of who her parents are, some myths say Zeus, others say Oceanus and Tethys. She was also linked to the Moirai, the goddesses of fate who will soon make their appearance soon.
The last line is a link to one of my favourite Latin quotes 'Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat', Fortune favours the bold! And it fits as this proverb is linked to Tykhe's Roman equivalent, Fortuna.

Anyway, thank you all for growing followers, I'm forever humbled and grateful for the support 🙏🌹💜
Here's the link for the growing collection:
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/132853/the-women-of-myth/
Be back tomorrow with another one!
Please take care of yourselves and stay safe!
Much love,
Lyn 💜

#dailyhaiku #greek #woman #mythology #goddess #fortune #luck #chance #bold #favour

Gabriel Herrera Jul 2020

Blacksmith

Society forges the problems of the world from scraps
Voicing opinions as tools
Thicker than wool
Creating a line of division stronger than steel
While we allow the blacksmith to spin the disastrous wheel
This is no game
But if the price is right
We'll gladly "come on down" after they announce our name
Oh, the crimes we commit for the glory and fame

We, the Blacksmith

#priceisright #fame #fortune #speakpiece #poetry #poet #poem

Akintola kunle May 2020

Untitled

This piece projects the way we humans feel and think about our selves in politics, business, social and more. We refuse to trust each other because we all are greedy treasure seekers, we are soldiers always out there to out smart each other

#soldier #trust #fortune

Naveen Kumar May 2020

An unlucky frog

There was a tadpole
who lived in a tight pool.
He waited to be a frog
before fainting the winter fog.
To hop in hard land of dry sand
where huge trees stand.

What happened when he hop?
For his unluck, against his hope.
He fell under a giant boot,
instead of on a tree root.

I tried a funny and silly poem for the first time. Please let me know how it is in comments below.

#frog #tadpole #lake #pond #funny #laugh #unlucky #luck #fortune #joke

Aditya Roy Apr 2020

Cloudy At Last

I stopped kicking the dirt and bit the bullet
Submitted to the pillars of power
Started believing in my stars and the ardent hour
I let my memories die with the clouds of the night

Part 8

#good #fortune