My Dear Luck Poem by Usha Sri

Dear Luck, I am sorry to disappoint you, you never favoured me, we both know. You always gave me options that I never liked, yet I lived it, the consequences you led me to were unfavourable, yet I enjoyed it.
You always seemed jealous, that's why you fabricate more misery, many more wretched situation.
You assumed you embarrassed, to put me in a tight spot, I dared to put me under the spot light.

Have you ever realised you always had only one closed option, the one that was most unfavourable, but alas, to your dismay I always kept options open.

So whoz lucky now, you my dear luck or me😊

Usha