Roulette
Red, black,round and round
Odd, even, come up from down
Unusually crowded around number 9
Luck should have it,she's a favorite of mine
Ever changing the spectrums outter limit
Till zero enfolds the facet jewel within it
Theocentricly believing the fall will come
Exculpating the loss when the evening is done
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
