The following is a poem regarding the luxuries of love and the world. Figuring out that it may or may not exist in the person(s) you thought it would. It is a learning experience in life. It is rich and "luxurious" at times and it is "poor" and begging at others.

 Lucky in Luxury

They called her  Lucky in Luxury, the clock chimed her name

They called me to dance  a night long ago, for hours and hours, steady and slow

Hello, this is me, Lucky in Luxury

Everyone’s so lucky when they are with you; the time is coming for me to be too

True love is just a dance away, so dance to remember, dance your life away

Lucky in Luxury will  make it okay

I couldn’t find the stop sign until I saw your face, I danced through the darkness, you took me to

that empty space.

So stop-don’t look back at me,  march with the clock- Lucky in Luxury

Now the dance is over, I can’t go on with you,

no more Lucky in Luxury, you made me  see the truth,

Nobody saw the pain in my eyes, Lucky in Luxury was just my disguise

Can’t forget  whats tragic,  living all the lies,  Lucky in Luxury  left me to die

Living it up like the party girl, lavishly, diamonds and pearls

I grew out of this tunnel, tunnel of a world,

I hurdled,  but when I fell,  you were not there, lucky in luxury still put on her airs

My days are brighter now, still I am sad to go without you,

Just one more dance for me, lets go back in time,   You and me,

Make me lucky in luxury, for real this time

Even through the misery, I loved you, my stop sign,

Lucky in luxury , yeah  you thought it was me,

Nothing though, is what it appeared to be.

 

0
Liked it
Comments (0)

Currently there are no comments related to "Lucky in Luxury". You have a special honor to be the first commenter. Thanks!

Leave a Comment

Hi there!

Hello! Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!

Find the Spot

Loading