#dice
Sometime in a quantum flux, a particle imagined us,
Thought creation worth a fling, and threw the dice to start this thing.
A particle that thinks it’s God? I know that sounds a little odd,
But even worse, it has a vice, a particle that plays with dice.
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 1:42 PM UTC
silence is your greatest weapon
nobody can gauge, the inner rage
that is willing to bubble up any second
compliance is your greatest weapon
feelings are saved, integrity betrayed
clean yourself up like an inspection
Dec 31, 2022
Dec 31, 2022 at 4:05 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, this is what life is supposed to feel like;-)
my slate so clean at best
that the last of the week made my retinas unshrink
on some quest
mad world out there I declare a leftover deal
push the past off the shields and embrace the real
with my jewels on ice
devils rolled on their dice
all through-and-through grateful
to the ultimate graceful
pardon me not
I am supposed me with a but
not giving luck a kick
just let flow on a brick
now in my wings I am highlighted galore
I love the painful me on the flying soar
-------ravenfeels
Jun 1, 2021
Jun 1, 2021 at 5:14 PM UTC
Gods, you’re terrible with dice.
Playing, ignoring the price
it costs us all when you roll.
Don’t you know you’re gambling souls?
Your coin is hearts, not diamonds
to be split up for your funds.
You say you’ll share the winnings,
that in the end we’ll be kings.
But when we are merely pawns
forced to play your game in bonds,
our end sees us locked in stocks,
chained and sent to mine the blocks
for building the Capital
where you’ll sit to roll and hedge
your bets against any edge
we could ever hope to gain.
Gods, you’ve caused enough pain -
but we know your weighted die
still beats everything we try.
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 11:34 AM UTC
Tell me, what is it like,
to crooked-roll the dice, to
always get snake-eyes, to keep
slipping on ice?
Tell me why he talks, tell
me why he walks, the
way he does, like he's barefoot
on the coals.
He's barefoot on the rocks.
All those dice sit in your cup.
"C'mon girl, just fill 'er up."
And tell me why he laughs
at all those broken hands,
and broken hearts,
and palms of sand,
and crooked dice,
that fell, through
cracks, and on the lines,
out of their hands, into your eyes.
You said, "Sometimes, I see better,
when the sand up here is wetter. That girl
tried to take the gritty pain away —I didn't let her."
"The sand I put there, in her eyes," he said, "reminded her
of all her lies, and I never did forget her."
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 12:54 AM UTC
Life is not a dice
that you can roll
and blame it on fate.
don't you know
the outcome
is not a stroke of luck
or random at all
the moment its thrown
the forces of earth,
air and table
- take the reins,
dance together
and seal your Fate.
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
A river of lies
Cast aside my past
Cast aside my fears
Roll the dice
Hide my own self
Drown all her dreams
Drown all her hopes
Shatter the ice
Become her again
When fires dance lively
When frost walks free
Remember their price
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 9:56 AM UTC
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.
Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 8:16 PM UTC
The more we know, the less we say
All the spoken words have its consequences
The more is told in silences
The words omitted but heard clearly
What we listen, the words crafted carefully
They deceive the ears that surrounds
Every other agenda works on
What favours whose manipulation
The smile contains no smile
The efforts put to take another mile
Snooping and buttering on sides
Friends and foe, no one decides
Act so nice, what is inside
no one knows till the very end
Dress so good, please all eyes
Give help when it is noticed
Out of sight then eyes vanished
Deceptive tricks up the sleeve
It matters not whom we believe
All playing game with roll of dice
Keeping friends close, enemies closer.
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 3:38 AM UTC
The kids are going to do
What they want to do
They may have just ruined their lives
On an impulse decision
Whose to say what works ?
You find somebody you like
And you roll the dice
That's all anybody can do
Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
I've been searching the sun through the mountains till I forgot that clouds are built to be loved too.
I've been thinking too hard and forgot that I should do what I want to.
I've been tossing and turning, round and round, till I forget that nights aren't able to hold me long.
I've been crying and screaming till I forgot that stars are singing lullaby songs.
I've been looking and watching till I forgot that wings are built to fly high.
I've been in my room and staying in till I forgot that I'm no longer a dice.
Let me know if the coast is clear
And I'll let you know if I'm out of my fear.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
"Many a physics graduate student has gnashed her teeth in frustration over the mathematics of general relativity. Perhaps she should try envisioning a flat, boundless desert, with rocks of various sizes scattered across its surface, whose mass creates dips of various depths in the sand. A sturdy canopy looms over that desert, stretched tightly over a skeleton of tent poles linked by bars, matching the rises and dips in the sand beneath it. The desert is all the matter and energy in the universe, while the canopy is the geometry of space-time. The poles and bars are the equations of general relativity, connecting the stuff of the universe with the shape of the universe. As Halpern writes: “Mass and energy warp space-time, telling it where and how to curve. The shape of space-time, in turn, governs how things move within it.”
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My mass and my energy are both warped, so the where's and the how's and the eyes of my curves are the poles and the bars of behind which I relentlessly cease to exist, only to seize what lies beyond the constraints of time and space, as eye wait for the bus to stop in the No Standing zone
The Bus Poet
Stop!
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
मुझको छोड्कर तुम कहाँ जावगे ——२
अप्नी दिलको मेरा साँयाँ बनाकर
एक दिल बन् गए दो दिलको ——२
फिरसे क्या दो दिल बनावगे ?
सँग बीताए पल कैसे कोइ भूलाए
यादहे मुझको तेरा हसना रोना
जब एक दिन दुर होकर बीताएथे
तेरे नजरे पर साथ हमने लाएँथे
एक दिल बन् गए दो दिलकोे
फिरसे क्याँ दो दिल बनावगे ?
दिलमे दर्द देकर कहाँ तुम जावगे ——२
भूलाना हम कहाँ सकेङगे तुमको
जीसको हम् दिलपे लेकर चलते हे
जीसको हम जमीर अप्ना समझते
जीस् से हमने बात सिकँे थे प्याराँे के
जीसका बाते अभी भी कानोमे हँे मेरँे ——२
एक दिल बन् गए दो दिलको
फिरसे क्या दो दिल बनावगे ?
एक दिल बन् गए दो दिलको
फिरसे क्या दो दिल बनावगे ? ——२
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 11:30 AM UTC
Step, ground breaking
Crack, heart shaking
Bleed, falling shards
Shatter, picking cards
Rolling dice, losing all
Flying down, slowly fall
Sinking deep, pull me under
Shouting silence, I will sunder
Sleep, mind cracking
Break, stress capping
Run, fast forward
But time, can't be bothered
Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
Fine with how you rolled the dice,
Mr. Gambler---
For I, unknowingly
have stopped gambling around with your game.
One day,
you'll sigh of my name
and I won't even bother
recalling your shady game.
Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 1:42 PM UTC
These eyes are entertained
By looking to these stars while glittering
Other wont even take a glance
While I'll sit and take my time waiting
For life is day and night
And I chose the dark
I still appreciate your lights
But the sky is where I look for the spark
I express my love for the rain
All my colors getting drained
I am stuck in this blurry sight
And wont be enough stars tonight
I will be perfectly alone kissing this filter
Cause you wont be needing me in your arms closer
With the smoke I inhale I feel so desensitized
This now is one of the side of my dice.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 12:13 AM UTC
Darkness meditates,
Purple dawn breaks out at east;
Energy plays dice!
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
That turquoise light, my dear. Sparkling
on our faces when we ran across the
beach, raptured by a sudden craziness
as the waves embraced our flesh. Our
flesh. So fragile and yet strong under
the throw of the dice. I held your hand
while the waves slapped us with pleasure.
You held me tight while the flow of the sea
was taking me away, taking me away, under
the twist of fate. Keep my face on your mind
now and forever into the waves, into the waves…
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
I keep slicing reality
With the Knife of Reason,
Yet brushing winds
Carry scents of hope.
Neuron connections of
Misconceptions -
Is that causation
Or empty words?
I keep dicing my days
Climbing the ego
Of a shoreless mind
You keep coming my way
Wearing nothing but bands
Around your thighs -
Limelight moments.
Ticking clocks.
Shivers
Down my spine.
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC