She gambled on you
She walked a bridge too far
You didn't feel it true
It was too high a bar
She could have tried talking
That way she would've known
Behind your infatuation
Real affection hadn't grown
She thought there was a bond
A mystical dream
But the wizard lost his wand
You were just a prop in the scene
She dreamed of a fire
You by her side
But love was a liar
Reason should guide.
She raised the stake
But gambling's a sin
with two eyes on the snake
The house has to win
Now it’s too late
To rewrite the part
She wagered on fate—
Then embittered her heart
I know we all get burnt
But I wish it hadn't gone so far
Lessons have to be learnt
Only Fate held the cards.
Categories:
gambled, analogy, break up, emotions,
Form: Lyric
I gambled for selfish gains,
God saw my sinful vanity:
He allowed me to do horrible things...
what pleased and thrilled me;
I mocked him for the strict rules
of discipline and morality,
but He didn't limit me to foresee
the impact of my disobedience,
and the consequences of my actions!
His sorrow all angels share yesterday:
why did I sin against you, Lord?
My rebellion was anger and frustration,
a fit of anger I couldn't justify;
I had no motivation to have faith restored;
living was folly, not harmony and devotion!
I gambled for selfish gains,
putting me first, neglecting others;
what a horrible price I have paid:
the loss of joy and the wrath of the Lord!
Categories:
gambled, absence, addiction, anger, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
We played rummy, and we played gin.
I was doing well for the shape I’m in.
We played in the car, we played in the house.
Over my foot ran a strange little mouse.
Why didn’t you get it? My husband asked me.
I was too busy, as you can plainly see.
I gambled my car and other things too.
Husband got silent as he lost his good shoe.
We were now playing poker, husband and me.
We are ahead, I announced expectantly.
I overbid. We lost our sweet house.
So now it’s their problem, that strange little mouse.
Categories:
gambled, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
I'll leave you
My Bones,
Under all but two
Upturned stones,
I gambled with one bullet
And five empty chambers,
Spun the silver roulette
And click went the hammer,
The thoughts in my head
Melted with the hot lead,
It's all in the red
All that I could have said,
Resting in pieces
My theories, my plans, my thesis,
The unrest in my entrails
Is no longer, like the pins and nails
Behind my eyes
Pointed towards the skies,
At the last flashed my life
Like the sharpest knife,
Seared into my mind
Now all on the wall behind,
If I had chosen the crematory
I would have no story...
Categories:
gambled, dark, death, loss,
Form: Free verse
Was blind to see
The path and cost of love
Soul regrets gambled time
I’m gone…
Categories:
gambled, angst, life, lost love,
Form: Lyric