Least Read Poems About Greed
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ALLITERATION: The Sneaky, Slimy, Slithering, Serpenty-Snake
The sneaky, slimy, slithering, squirming snake silently sat shamefully,
Stupendously-stumped.
The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.
Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.
Now, be a bumble bee, buzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy,...
Stupendously-stumped.
The seated, sizzling, sneaky, slimy, slithering serpent still stupendously-stumped,
Squirmed slowly searching signaling scents.
With no stopping the squirming, silently-sneaky, slithering, shamefully-stumped serpent searching sign, the snake slithers sizzling surround sound.
Only with punishment, the slithering, slimy, silent, shamefully-stumped serpent stops sin-searching.
Now, be a bumble bee, buzling big bumble bubbles and not a sneaky, slimy,...
#hate
#lies
#evil
#greed
#hypocrisy
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Anchored
Sometimes it is only just me
anchored within a tranquil blue sea
swaying softly in a glassy bay
as I celebrate another day
Another day older but not wiser
still harboring traces of that miser
who cannot seem to understand
the temerity of flowing sand
How the years blend then fade
lost again in the everglade
where the color of corporate green
is the only hue to be seen
For all the money I have spent
simply came and then simply went
never bringing a lasting joy
no matter how I try to be coy
...
anchored within a tranquil blue sea
swaying softly in a glassy bay
as I celebrate another day
Another day older but not wiser
still harboring traces of that miser
who cannot seem to understand
the temerity of flowing sand
How the years blend then fade
lost again in the everglade
where the color of corporate green
is the only hue to be seen
For all the money I have spent
simply came and then simply went
never bringing a lasting joy
no matter how I try to be coy
...
#sea
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#greed
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2 Comments
Uncut the Mid 2020
When the clock stroke eleven fifty-nine
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
#greed
#culture
#morality
13 reads
6 Comments
Modernity
For so many of us
it is the best of times
surrounded by rhymes
surrounded by beauty
Yet we spend the day
looking away
looking down
on our tiny screens
Avoiding all of the greens
unless they are fees
skip the sea breeze
unless it is a mixed drink
So willing to still think
but not to feel
let this affluence steal
our sense of real wealth
As we spend each day
the very same way
reaching for things
like silly brass rings
it is the best of times
surrounded by rhymes
surrounded by beauty
Yet we spend the day
looking away
looking down
on our tiny screens
Avoiding all of the greens
unless they are fees
skip the sea breeze
unless it is a mixed drink
So willing to still think
but not to feel
let this affluence steal
our sense of real wealth
As we spend each day
the very same way
reaching for things
like silly brass rings
#happiness
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#greed
18 reads
15 Comments
Evictus
I am the captain of my soul" ~ Invictus
From the moment I awake
I cannot seem to shake
this truth...
others captain my ship
Despite any nice quip
to the contrary
I am a mere dromedary
being led by the nose
Inevitable I suppose
with all I have to face
all I have to chase
to fill this emptiness
Love
acceptance
romance
success
Like a game of chess
where I am a mere pawn
prompting another yawn
from all those puppeteers
From the moment I awake
I cannot seem to shake
this truth...
others captain my ship
Despite any nice quip
to the contrary
I am a mere dromedary
being led by the nose
Inevitable I suppose
with all I have to face
all I have to chase
to fill this emptiness
Love
acceptance
romance
success
Like a game of chess
where I am a mere pawn
prompting another yawn
from all those puppeteers
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#greed
#manipulation
#deception
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10 Comments
Berries
They truly are the only
hint ...
the red and black glint
of sweet wildness to be found
Anywhere along the ground
in my cramped little world
normally still furled
as I sneak on out
To pick them
like a skilled berry thief
walking out to the reef
of dark green thickets
Within the white pickets
that surround the corner
where these wild things
grow
Trying to beat the crow
as jaundiced eyes eye the prize
figuring that death too
is also due
hint ...
the red and black glint
of sweet wildness to be found
Anywhere along the ground
in my cramped little world
normally still furled
as I sneak on out
To pick them
like a skilled berry thief
walking out to the reef
of dark green thickets
Within the white pickets
that surround the corner
where these wild things
grow
Trying to beat the crow
as jaundiced eyes eye the prize
figuring that death too
is also due
#nature
#greed
26 reads
18 Comments
Deep Underground
Yes I do still thrive here
no longer in fear ...
so deep underground
now safe from the sound
Of a stale prosaic world
unsmoothed and burled
twisted and knotted
so forever dotted
With cold colons:
or those demi semicolons;
then the existential dread
of the dead ... end period.
Avoiding the sad...
no longer in fear ...
so deep underground
now safe from the sound
Of a stale prosaic world
unsmoothed and burled
twisted and knotted
so forever dotted
With cold colons:
or those demi semicolons;
then the existential dread
of the dead ... end period.
Avoiding the sad...
#LifeStruggles
#WritingPoetry
#greed #despair
#greed #despair
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18 Comments
So True
I'm a line of credit,
With no real value.
I open an account,
So I can devalue.
This fiat money,
Holds nothing true.
Just harassment and entrapment,
And lawsuits.
One day I'll wake up,
And subdue you.
You're my true currency,
And I pursue you.
With no real value.
I open an account,
So I can devalue.
This fiat money,
Holds nothing true.
Just harassment and entrapment,
And lawsuits.
One day I'll wake up,
And subdue you.
You're my true currency,
And I pursue you.
#greed
#money
#monsters
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2 Comments
Market Manipulation
Hanging onto every word I say
Stock markets are the games I play
Charts are shown in my big speech
Calculations and formulas for deceit
Tariffs in place, everyone sells
I sold short, I'm doing well
As markets crash the world burns
A perfect plan, I'm not concerned
Trillions gone, up in smoke
Your life savings, it's no joke
Money transferred from you to me
This shadowy grift...
Stock markets are the games I play
Charts are shown in my big speech
Calculations and formulas for deceit
Tariffs in place, everyone sells
I sold short, I'm doing well
As markets crash the world burns
A perfect plan, I'm not concerned
Trillions gone, up in smoke
Your life savings, it's no joke
Money transferred from you to me
This shadowy grift...
#greed
48 reads
0 Comments
the worst cure
The worst of cures
He had bought a flat in a new apartment bloc still not ready for the buyers, but since it was Sunday, he drove to the building to have a look risky surgery and worried he might live long enough to move into his new home in time
A lift had been installed took it up to the seventh floor, flat looked roomy although it had no floor or windows there was a terrace without railing on the terrace he took in the view, could see the bay and the ocean, the sun warmed his face
Suddenly, he burped, had a blob of something foul in his mouth which spat out in...
He had bought a flat in a new apartment bloc still not ready for the buyers, but since it was Sunday, he drove to the building to have a look risky surgery and worried he might live long enough to move into his new home in time
A lift had been installed took it up to the seventh floor, flat looked roomy although it had no floor or windows there was a terrace without railing on the terrace he took in the view, could see the bay and the ocean, the sun warmed his face
Suddenly, he burped, had a blob of something foul in his mouth which spat out in...
#emptiness
#fear
#frustration
#greed
#grief
56 reads
0 Comments
Dust
The only people who make love all the time are liars."
It was slaying dragons
Waiting
Because one day
My prince will come
Followed abruptly by
That freshly illustrated
Slick talkin' character
Reminding him
"I can still charm the best of them"
She sits, years later
Older, looked over, just a princess
"I rather go see brave new worlds"
So, to the lover before them, they swipe left
Chasing new tails
Sorry Mr. Disney
That's why I don't trust
Eternal ideal lovers,...
It was slaying dragons
Waiting
Because one day
My prince will come
Followed abruptly by
That freshly illustrated
Slick talkin' character
Reminding him
"I can still charm the best of them"
She sits, years later
Older, looked over, just a princess
"I rather go see brave new worlds"
So, to the lover before them, they swipe left
Chasing new tails
Sorry Mr. Disney
That's why I don't trust
Eternal ideal lovers,...
#lover
#vanity
#UnrequitedLove #greed
#UnrequitedLove #greed
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