The Best Short Poem About Luck: The Symphony of Luck
From my childhood, I used to think luck was the least thing I needed to succeed in life. “I am the master of my fate,” was what I used to say. It is not wrong, though, but it is also not the whole truth. It did not take me much time to realise this. So, I started thinking if hard work was the only criterion to succeed in life, how come intelligent, hardworking, and honest people are suffering from poverty and failure? And why are people with no talent, skill, or knowledge winning at life? How come they are enjoying everything?
I can’t say I didn’t find the answer, but I also can’t say I found the complete answer. Struck by such moments of thought, I wrote this very short poem about luck. When writing, I knew it would not be a good luck poem. It would be what luck looks like to me.
Hope you enjoy this:
The Symphony of Luck
The mightiest among the mightiest
Throws a tantrum at everyone.
Beneath the sheet of gloomy clouds,
Lies the stuttering sound of a symphony.
Stammering and concealing itself under the shadow,
It successfully disappears
Only to leave behind its lurking shadows.
It sees nothing but itself.
It hears nothing but its own melody.
If it wants to bless you,
It lights up a candle of hope in your dying heart.
If it wants to destroy you,
It gifts you engulfing fear.
In the dark alley:
It soothes you only to abandon you.
It seduces you only to destroy you.
Sometimes,
It gives everything to an anonymous person,
and lights a fire of jealousy in others.
The Symphony of Luck is known by many faces!
It’s crowned as the God of giving.
It’s hailed as the supreme blessing.
It’s worshipped as the deity of kindness.
It’s known as the demon of mercilessness.
It’s seen as the cursed fruit.
It’s feared for its poison has no cure.
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