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A world of wonder and possibility
illuminated by the light of uncertainty.
The adrenaline rush of taking a chance
only to lose it all by the cards in your hands.
It's a dangerous game to play if you choose;
to roll the dice, to win or lose.

Place everything on the table.
The higher the stakes, the more exciting it gets.
Your mental health entirely unstable
until the others call their bets.

The roll of the die, the shuffle of cards capturing your attention.
Debt fluctuating by a single move; silence strangled by tension.
Fancy beverages surround everyone
enlightening the experience more every time you finish one.
A simple game based entirely on luck,
and when you are losing, you don't give a ****.

But it only takes a little for your luck to run fully dry
and for you to lose everything in a silly game.
With no money left for the chips you need to buy,
nothing will ever be the same.
Karijinbba Oct 6
TRUE LOVE
YOU DID NOT LOSE!
"i" lost.
YOU WERE LOVED,
that's why I let you go.
do to organic secondary long term pathologies suffered
couldn't understand you
blocking trauma kept
the heaven of you hidden too
with true love in hand
Sometimes when we lose
WE WIN
with you, in winning or losing
second chances were law
That's why I still love you so
You were Godlike fantastic!
your Mother's Day gestures
all healing to me too today

your brother said 
"It's better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all"
"I" wanted to SAY
it's much better to "understand"
who best to LOVE and trust
for procreation before-hand
it's imperative

to win or lose won't matter
that much when
loving an evil doer psychopath
leaves a hellish residue
A malignant pestilence stain
of genetic proportions
irreversible for generations
to come affecting character biology chemistry in psychosomatics roots
my subconscious recorded all
When I couldn't speak

Good and evil intermingled
with diar consequences
this became all clear
as time went on!

In a final analysis
when loving another goes wrong
it has no reparation
neither in time not in eternity

it's a fact
In the arena of loving blindly
with ignorance of the law above,

loving the unworthy two faced
and living the life I shouldn't have lived "my way"
molded by past traumatic events!
it's a tragic shame

G
' way is better way!
let's be careful choosing unwisely  "our ways"

sometimes when WE WIN
we lose.
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By:Karijinbba
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I am only glad to have known
true love  before, and
before an evil doer laid me down to perish alone marked for death

It would have been wise to understand such deceiving entity
by using God's ways instead of loving blindly
in living without God's guidance
seeing evil we don't discearn it
hearing evil we are deaf by ignorance
but our spirit soul subconscious
records good and evil to understand it later in life
Diary of Jane Sep 25
Win;
At least I don't have to see you with her everyday now.

Loss;
I don't get to see you either, anymore.
Khushi Saha Sep 10
Someone told me either you always win or lose a fight,
.
.
I asked,
Did you ever had one with your bestie!!
I have no fame or riches
I come with empty hands
Myself, I offer you
Though fate turns and hisses

Be mine, be mine
I cry desperately
My voice drowning in the wind
As fate, draws the line

I try over and over
To pass the line
With no change
I'm left lying in a field of clovers
Ylzm Aug 15
Profusely thanking their gods and goddesses
when striking it big
Slinking silently from the table
when losing it all
But ever faithful to their capricious gods
Never ever seeing the ever seeing eye
Or the hidden algorithms
Calculated to lure you again and again
To play and pay for the thrills
That by Chance you're the gods' favoured one.
Poetic T Aug 5
Death always wins,
                be it a subtle kiss
                        in to oblivion.


Or a slow caress into an inevitable
                                conclusion of demise.

But all will lay silently,
             we will breathe a last breath

upon the road of solitude as all
                     walk alone into deaths exhalation.

Then there is stillness and a static
                                           nothingness suffocating
  

us in to an unfamiliar future of breathless anxiety.
Max Aug 4
You lose some,
And
You win some.
Simple and true
So Be the one who listen.
So Be the one who talk.
So Be the one who's quiet.
So Be the one who cry.
So Be the one who understanding.
So Be the one who scream at night. So be the one who not pretending.
So be the one who fly.
So Be the one whome happy.
So Be the one who win.
So Be the one who cares.
So Be the one who helps.
So Be the one who smile to you at mirror.
So Be the one.
So Be the one.
So Be a number 1.
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