"unluckily" poems
Scalene Triangle: Here no sides or angles are the same.
Isosceles Triangle: Here two sides and angles are same.
Acute Triangle: Here all three angles are less than 90º.
Obtuse Triangle: Here one angle is greater than 90º.
Equilateral Triangle: Here all sides & angles are the same.
Right Triangle: Here one angle is equal to 90º.
And the most common triangle is...
Love Triangle: Here a lover usually cheats on the other.
I unluckily have gotten stuck in all these 7 triangles.
Never deserved to be cheated but still got cheated.
I can not hate them but still, I so often get hated.
And the mathematical triangles only bothered.
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 1:51 AM UTC
I heard a howling
in the woods,
freezing me
right where I stood.
That sound:
it turned my blood to ice
I knew he'd hunt me
this full moon night.
Great, big footsteps
pounding near;
Their deadly echo
resonating with fear.
His heavy breathing
reeked of blood and thirst.
I knew right then,
I was in for the worst.
I clutched my throat
in desperate need
of oxygen
so I could breathe.
Unluckily
I began to faint.
Knowing, once black,
I'd never wake.
And just as my eyes
began to close
I saw his wet,
sniffing nose.
I felt
his snarling teeth
biting deep
inside of me.
Then I knew
that I was done.
I had lost
and he had won.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
Greetings audience.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
...
I sit by a silver pool
My legs dangle in, just below the knee
so that my steps can remember where I've been
but my eyes dont have to see
And below the surface swim fish, lazy
each one holds a memory
unluckily, or lucky, they get a little hazy
I grasp at them, they swim further away
scales grazing fingertips, I watch in dismay
cause the only ones I seem to catch and devour
force my thoughts into such a disarray
I sit by a silver pool
eating painful memories
oh god, I'm such a fool
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
Unluckily, not every frog you kiss turns into a Prince Charming.
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 12:46 AM UTC
Unluckily, I am an offspring of two different genotypes,
For it, I so often face the reverse apartheid by a faction,
That faction particular is omnipresent in this nation.
Unseemingly, extremely patriotic I do feel except during cricket,
They look, at my face and deduce that I am not one of them,
That I speak their tongue more eloquently doesn't count..
Up North, they think that my nose is a bit like a Dravidian,
But down South, they often think that I am an Aryan,
That boycotts me in this land of the Indian nation...
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC
They call me blessed,
But then I wonder;
Is being unlucky called being blessed?
Then they call me lucky,
Just because I survived;
Do they compare me with someone who died?
They want me to rejoice,
But what they call life,
Is always being in a mood to celebrate called life?
No.
It's called lies.
Incapacity to face the real truth.
Yes.
I will rise,
To give a surprise..
When the Sun rises at dawn,
When the darkness falls off,
When the memory fades away...
As the story goes on,
New leaflets are turned,
The suspense can only deepen!
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 9:17 AM UTC
I was born twice, yes I was born & reborn.
Born once on December the 23rd in the year 1990,
And I was born again on May the 7th in the year 2010.
I was born twice, quite unusual, but really true it is.
On December the 23rd in the year 1990 it was biological,
And I survived the accident on May the 7th in the year 2010.
So now you get how I'm a man of Ω-Birthdays, don't you,
Unluckily I fought and brought myself back to this world,
And I am so lonely now, it would've been peaceful if I died.
All of the world who had once been friends with me hates me,
Unlucky enough for me to keep losing real-world friends,
And I hate myself for being such a weird personality.
All the happiness is lost somewhere in this world,
Not unusual for me to lose happiness frequently,
And I must give into this arrangement and suffer.
All my suffering is on behalf of this indifferent world,
Time & Karma distribute sufferings uniformly here,
And I take the problems on myself as I can stand them all.
All the happiness in my account was just temporary,
Let me suffer all of yours problems today whosoever reads this,
And I guarantee you happiness replete when you read this to a grimace.
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC
I yearn to feel complete,
whole,
and full.
For so long I have felt
empty,
weak,
and vulnerable.
I'm sick of this
disease.
I'm tired of this
tortuous thing that I have
so unluckily
recieved.
I'm done with trying to fight it;
for I am the champion of my mind.
Victory shall be mine;
forever and always
I
will
reign.
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
And yet it was better than ever.
well, so there is the mystery solved
the case of : who would be there to be there
and yet
I had dejavu, of joking with you about
making pizza, while we were making love
simply the truth tho, make me more than happy
end this skin and bone, lets both get some meat
and ask up front, end it at the right time
real to the tenants , unluckily bellow us
uncertainty, this trust on a whim
no matter how far you live
trust on the fact of this
at first sight
no
>
********
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC
When Simon was born,
He had a rare syndrome,
The Treacher Colin one.
It included missing ears,
And condescending from it,
Were the missing years.
But he had his luck shining,
He met Vicky on sign language classes,
That he attended as he is challenged.
Even though Simon can not hear,
He heard Vicky's heart beat for him,
And both of them had a baby.
Unluckily, the baby has TCS as well,
But we must take time to appreciate,
Time & love the parents dedicate.
They named the daughter Alice,
So beautiful and healthy she is,
For Simon's burning wounds she is the ice.
Especially Simon Moore is careful,
Careful that his daughter is happy,
So she doesn't get the missing years,
A tough road lies ahead with missing ears.
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
With the way you smile when you see me near,
the way you stare when I am here,
the way you feel my greatest fears,
the way you see my invisible tears.
The way you make me feel I'm wanted,
the way you understand my deep hatred,
the way you carry that smile of content,
the way you plan out your very intent.
The way you accept me at my own flaws,
the way you notice me on a sudden pause,
the way you laugh out when I go crazy,
the way you don't care if I am lazy.
The way you keep your silence at times,
the way you hide and present your lies,
the way you accept all hurt from me,
the way you let me just be me.
The way you comfort me in distress,
the way you care when I'm drowned in loneliness,
the way you caution me when I'm not alright,
the way you support me in my every fight.
The way you just know what I am feeling,
the way you speak for me when I'm not speaking,
the way you show that someone's behind me,
the way you come just when I needed somebody.
The way you light your own hopes up,
the way you continue and never stop,
the way you feel the pain alone,
the way you've waited, now it has grown.
Every moment has never been this significant
I never expected a feeling so instant,
You started it all, now I'm feeling alright
A dull, empty world, now a paradise so bright.
But love won't allow an overload in my heart
I'm clearing it up to make another start,
And I can't be so swift in diverting my emotions
I've known all these before, I know the cautions.
Time, that's all I have to be enough with
To offer a better and more enlightened lead,
If I am to push through or just be fair
Preserve the friendship or make a new affair?
I can't stand to witness myself wither
Frustrations caused by hearts so bitter,
Trust breaks so easily when badly stained
Hearts wound so deeply when unexpectedly pained.
In this new course, I see no certainty
I may be happy, or be hurt so unluckily,
But one thing I know, we cannot both feel
What our eyes speak if it's never real.
Chances are presented, though not that right
Waiting for the moment when I already need to fight,
For now, I can't give it a straighter view
But all I know now is it's just about me and you.
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
The Unpleasant breeze welcomes Lakunle
Invites the harsh winds to him Unluckily
He shrugs repeatedly accepting fate
Mosquito bites and the next day's date
Wakes him up to ruble again in pain
confused about the little he has to gain
Aiyetoro
He his challenges by is toothless smile
to turn the hands of time and set a mile
a mile of records that will break the chains
The poverty chains of which he grew with on these plains
trying to understand the Life he has
going to sleep every night with an empty stomach with gas
empty gas.........
Aiyetoro
The journey began
He ran
Away from home
To find a new zone of his own
picked by a wanderer
they wandered together
He still wonders what happened to Wanda
He flew to Rwanda
He went back to Aiyetoro
The empty results
The wasted years
The Unanswered Questions
The Grey Hairs
The Recklessness
The Life of Aiyetoro
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
Happy as I appear to be,
I wish someone could just read through me.
And get to know the real me.
No one really knows what’s hurting me.
I wish they could see through me.
I know a heart break was the first thing that popped in your mind,
a feeling so unkind.
Sadly, it’s not,
but a feeling that hurts more than you thought.
I m tired of this feeling,
with no signs of healing.
I’m tired of waking up every day,
to bear the same pain,
with no one to explain.
All this has caused darkness which blanked my mind,
leaving me undefined.
But what can I do?
When I can’t break through?
I feel more than broken.
I wish I was outspoken.
I am afraid I’m no longer the girl I used to be.
All the happiness is quickly leaving me.
This feeling is killing me slowly,
and tears can’t stop falling.
Until when will I give a pretentious smile?
If only people could just realize the sorrows in my life.
I wish I could just speak out the truth.
Unluckily it will do more harm than good.
MOZA MAHMOUD
May 24, 2013
May 24, 2013 at 10:57 AM UTC
I once did bear the flags and symbols
And pride
Of the star spangled banner and gun toters
And the red white and blue
And the discrimination of those "unluckily" not born into such a country as ours.
I once did support the presidential idiocracies and the government corruption,
That is until I ripped away the blinding shield
And recognized the joke that this state has become,
The troubles it has caused,
And the morons who actually believe they can better it again.
I used to be one of those oblivious cheerers
Hanging onto just a dream and a hope
That hides the dust and the bones
Of America.
I do not believe that my children deserve to spend their life
Growing up in such a messed up universe.
The first chance I recieve,
I am running,
Away from this cold morbid land
Unless they have killed us already.
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 3:32 PM UTC
*They have a wide choice
To pick any sharp-pointed
Tool to slice my neck with
Or to stick in my stomach.
But no!
I know that they won't be
Satisfied hurting me ******
And so they took to words
Or simple boycott they've.
...Their weapons...
Unluckily they were once my friends
And I had set afire the newest trends
Improvising & exploiting my ways,
Which they follow until these days.
And lo!
They forget me - they forgot me
They have forgotten my words
For I wasn't their teacher ever
Nor would they ever become
...Atul Kaushal Sharma...*
Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 2:51 AM UTC
Baby, your name should be despair because you have me impaired,
I cant sleep, I cant eat, I have been unluckily ensnared,
at my waking and my sleep it is you that I see,
how is it that you are everything I want with me?
your kisses make me tremble, your eyes make me weak,
the simple sound of your voice makes me go peek,
for just one more glance, a second more of paradise,
but lets take one more shot, at the roll of the dice.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 4:36 AM UTC
If it had never happened
Would I have eventually
Ended up here?
A safe haven
Daydream feelings
Knowing exactly who I am
And where I am going
Encircled by the people
I cannot go on a day
Without thinking about;
Living in a city
I adorn and that I
Will not ever leave behind
Weary of explaining myself
I still work on embracing myself
The journey I have set in
Losing it, finding it,
Exploring still, my inkling
Never losing, always winning
If it never happened
My writing would be different
But as of now
Every tingling in my body says
Me, myself and I are happy
Maybe things happen, unluckily
Yet I learned to make the things
I want
Happen eventually.
Jun 26, 2013
Jun 26, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
they yelled at each other
wondered if I came from a can of coke
instead of a soft part inside her
he talked like a mad man
no, he was a mad man
I remember
still clear
tired eyes
gloomy breakfast
deathly stare
now
i luckily forget the pain
and unluckily,
cant feel anything
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
The best thing about darkness
Is that it isn't really heartless
We unluckily perceive it by
These lies used to conceal it
And in a world full of light
We're taught to avoid the
Oh so Shadowing night
And despite its best intentions
It's left untouched and never
Mentioned.
It loves us all to death
But to death is how we see it.
We think it's something brutal
But it's really nothing crude at all
It's warming
It covers up the pain
and hides ours sorrows all away,
And yet we sit here
and frown upon it another day
Not truly realizing all the ways it's helped us.
Or the ways that it protects us.
Just the ways it scares us.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
The first crush she had
was unluckily me.
From beyond the specs
her eyes were sad
yet silently pleading
someone found them sweet too.
Braving all her shyness
she penned me three sentences
jotted with immature hands
dipped in the fountain of romance:
How are you. I'm fine. Love you.
That night I took them to the streetlight
and read like a whole long story.
I never replied.
I only wished
she read it right
at the turn of page.
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 10:14 PM UTC
I was once locked in love that should never existed
A love for me was bliss but others keep restricted
A blood similitude which I ignored for thee
But my firmness dissolves as she so disagree
It came to hit me up that it was really wrong,
Like a redundant lyric does devastate a song,
To make a better one we need diversity,
Combine distinctive genres that still fruits harmony
And as I go along I was shackled again
In love wherein I felt immense fidelity
Devotedness that turns me oh so formidable
Of what will I then be if she vanishes to me
I came with an agenda to be just alter ego
Remaining just a cover of my beloved pillow
Guess that in this way things would truly last
Until she realized the world was really vast
This mere lady I know for me is the one
Unluckily oh fool my girl is all **** gone
And my adversary? All but wrong insight
To treat her only just like bestfriend for life
I was locked in both loves full of malevolence
One is adversity the other's imprudence
One I know was just a bitter destiny
The other's not dealt well and lost regretfully
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
I am a good soul,
Housed in a body that's unluckily alive with some expectations.
I am but as good as a ghoul,
A smile always pasted across my face to mask the sad intonations.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 12:15 PM UTC
The extension of me, Its held like a woman.
Gentle always, never relinquished to another.
Never taken for granted, Its never used its
an extension of me.
Never seeing the other as a heart beat,
but a means to an end for me to go home.
I never looked in their eyes,
Its them
or me, I choose me every time.
They took their choosing, I ended there breath
with a moment, one stood, one feel beneath tears
of steel. I'm only human, survival is collective
on everyone's thoughts, yours are silent though.
I'm not an enemy, just a voice of another point of view.
Unluckily you choose the a side that collected your
body after I'd left this place. I never think of you,
but I remember ever body faceless crying in my nightmares
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 3:09 PM UTC
Easter
Waking up no sleep
Hungry feeling hungry
Having breakfast haven't eaten
Visiting people no visiting people
Opening presents no presents
Eat no food
Drink no drink
Smoke no smoke
Car drive walk
Feeling happy feeling lost
Making memories losing hope
Feeling lucky. Feeling unluckily
So how ever your spending Easter this year just know that I'm wishing you happy Easter and hope you have wonderful day
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 3:22 PM UTC