Unlucky

 

 

So,

it seems,

the fate,

has one more time,

confused to answer,

to the question

that has

no boundaries,

no answer,

no luck,

the plate

it holds,

the slate

of eternal golds,

has it all

cleared

piece by piece,

day by day

and 

I 

for one,

stayed 

hoping it to turn

turn it forward,

turn it by side

but it was

just

the intersection,

drifting apart,

far 

one by one,

piece by piece,

day by day!

Maybe,

fate will answer,

one day,

clean and clear,

as it holds 

like a crystal!

That shines

like a crazy,

crazy diamonds!

But today,

still,

it is unlucky

to say,

say it all

say it none,

maybe, 

we drift apart

unlucky!