Money Poems
#money
Poems about money, never too much or not enough? Money poems about consumerism, corruption and inequality in society. Also poems about buying the things we want, achieving financial independence, and how spending money makes us feel, or changes our lives. Does money really make us happy?
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Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
28th Nov 2023 10:58pm
28th Nov 2023 10:58pm
Ebay
If you want to sell
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
your dirty old boots online
clean them up a bit
don't leave them for me to shine.
It's hard to make a buck
when I must do all the work
spit and polishing your old boots
drives me utterly berserk.
But then they’ll quickly sell
as they always do
and I’ll be happy as hell
to make a dime or two.
#money
#WritingPoetry
#job
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LongTubiFree
Poem Published
28th Nov 2023 00:00am
28th Nov 2023 00:00am
No refund
Verse 1
I wanted my money back but they did refuse
stating that I could not enter without shoes
No refund, no refund they did cry
can't allow this social slight to fly.
I'm leaving the bad reviews
you bastards are gonna lose
Chorus
I need a manager pronto
No I'm not your friend Tonto
run along and fetch your leader
I need to bleed her
dry until I get it back
no refund indeed, karen strikes back
Verse 2
Don't think I'm the baddie
just never got attention from my daddy
so now I...
I wanted my money back but they did refuse
stating that I could not enter without shoes
No refund, no refund they did cry
can't allow this social slight to fly.
I'm leaving the bad reviews
you bastards are gonna lose
Chorus
I need a manager pronto
No I'm not your friend Tonto
run along and fetch your leader
I need to bleed her
dry until I get it back
no refund indeed, karen strikes back
Verse 2
Don't think I'm the baddie
just never got attention from my daddy
so now I...
#money
#funny
57 reads
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GreaterPeril
Poem Published
9th Nov 2023 11:51pm
9th Nov 2023 11:51pm
game show idea
mr executive
do I have the idea for you
the plan
behind the scenes at least
is to see how much slime the average man or woman would swim through
how many crickets they would eat
to win the least amount of common goods
so that way
at the season finale
you could watch
white hot euphoria
flash over a girl's
bruised and battered face
while her bloodied knuckles grasp
in utterly human triumph
a single, small
raw chicken leg
do I have the idea for you
the plan
behind the scenes at least
is to see how much slime the average man or woman would swim through
how many crickets they would eat
to win the least amount of common goods
so that way
at the season finale
you could watch
white hot euphoria
flash over a girl's
bruised and battered face
while her bloodied knuckles grasp
in utterly human triumph
a single, small
raw chicken leg
#money
#consumerism
#poverty
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 00:19am
7th Nov 2023 00:19am
legal tender is the night
had pie and mash
and beer, and
what’s more,
for payment proffered
cash, but
apparently,
“it’s only cards
in here.”
I made a dash for
the door,
exeunt right ..
and beer, and
what’s more,
for payment proffered
cash, but
apparently,
“it’s only cards
in here.”
I made a dash for
the door,
exeunt right ..
#money
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LongTubiFree
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 6:23am
3rd Nov 2023 6:23am
Stones
We are the stones that get you to where
you need to be. Don't worry, don't care
we're subhuman, subpar specimens
far removed from your gene pool regimens.
We have dirty nails and dirtier souls,
you have dirty money that helps with control
you'll never know my name or my story
but that is just par for the price of glory.
We don't have the best or the latest
and our education isn't always the greatest
no indeed, we are the worker bees
working for a queen we'll never please
but such is our lot in this play we call life
where...
you need to be. Don't worry, don't care
we're subhuman, subpar specimens
far removed from your gene pool regimens.
We have dirty nails and dirtier souls,
you have dirty money that helps with control
you'll never know my name or my story
but that is just par for the price of glory.
We don't have the best or the latest
and our education isn't always the greatest
no indeed, we are the worker bees
working for a queen we'll never please
but such is our lot in this play we call life
where...
#LifeStruggles
#money
#job
73 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 7:45pm
19th Sep 2023 7:45pm
the widow's might
For I have never been that poor, [nor have I
ever] been that rich.”―Edwina Gateley
predicament is not the balm of fools,
nor palaces of comfort to the poor;
the worldly-wise thinks that the world he rules
must build new granaries his wealth to store.
then comes the widow with her conscience clear
who, in her giving, reckons not the cost
of emptiness, inspired by godly fear,
to give the least, yet sacrifice the most.
trust not the quantum of your dollar-worth, ...
ever] been that rich.”―Edwina Gateley
predicament is not the balm of fools,
nor palaces of comfort to the poor;
the worldly-wise thinks that the world he rules
must build new granaries his wealth to store.
then comes the widow with her conscience clear
who, in her giving, reckons not the cost
of emptiness, inspired by godly fear,
to give the least, yet sacrifice the most.
trust not the quantum of your dollar-worth, ...
#money
#humankind
#inequality
#poverty
#sacrifice
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 9:02pm
8th Sep 2023 9:02pm
suburban landscapes of hell
dad always fancied ‘imself middle-class,
despite his boiler suit and sluttish wives.
Lord knows why he’d emulate
the biggest bunch of cunts
to crawl from Gropecunt Lane.
so anxious was he to seem such
that he said “we’re lower middle-class”
with pride. if Eliot dreamt of rats in furs
between the struts of London Town
me old man thought ‘imself a ‘roach.
a ‘roach in a boiler suit, perhaps,
long since at peace with metamorphosis,
and shining guv’nors’ shoes with pride
while dreaming of hostess trolleys...
despite his boiler suit and sluttish wives.
Lord knows why he’d emulate
the biggest bunch of cunts
to crawl from Gropecunt Lane.
so anxious was he to seem such
that he said “we’re lower middle-class”
with pride. if Eliot dreamt of rats in furs
between the struts of London Town
me old man thought ‘imself a ‘roach.
a ‘roach in a boiler suit, perhaps,
long since at peace with metamorphosis,
and shining guv’nors’ shoes with pride
while dreaming of hostess trolleys...
#hate
#family
#LifeStruggles #money
#LifeStruggles #money
63 reads
3 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
20th Aug 2023 1:33am
20th Aug 2023 1:33am
Economizing on Stuff Guys Don't Wear
Excepting silk or satin
the blackest panties at midnight
will seldom thrill come dawn
Skimpy white lace
may put a smile on my face
though if I'm honest
I prefer you
with no panties on at all
I need a drink
when you switch to pink
and start twerking near those candles
but I'm always afraid
with your tassles in flames
things will grow too hot to handle
Now we could save
a crock of dollars
plus all that rolling on the floor
shucking stockings belts and bras
and then there'd be more time ...
the blackest panties at midnight
will seldom thrill come dawn
Skimpy white lace
may put a smile on my face
though if I'm honest
I prefer you
with no panties on at all
I need a drink
when you switch to pink
and start twerking near those candles
but I'm always afraid
with your tassles in flames
things will grow too hot to handle
Now we could save
a crock of dollars
plus all that rolling on the floor
shucking stockings belts and bras
and then there'd be more time ...
#relationships
#sex
#money
89 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
19th Aug 2023 11:18am
19th Aug 2023 11:18am
NATO's war
NATO's war.
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
#money
#cars
#books #consumerism
#books #consumerism
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
planet Norway
Planet Norway calling
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
#money
#cars
#mirror #books
#mirror #books
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1 Comment
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
11th Aug 2023 9:37pm
11th Aug 2023 9:37pm
A Contemporary Author
The work of a contemporary author is on the internet.
Search for Pittinix; that is his poet name.
He is a fearless and outspoken person.
This man is an advocate for freedom of expression.
And he does not spare people’s feelings.
Pittinix writes poems, songs and short stories,
But he is not interested in wealth and fame.
His favourite subjects are love and blues.
You can read his compositions on many websites.
Some of his poems are in printed publications.
This author is not afraid to express his views.
He is proud to be an...
Search for Pittinix; that is his poet name.
He is a fearless and outspoken person.
This man is an advocate for freedom of expression.
And he does not spare people’s feelings.
Pittinix writes poems, songs and short stories,
But he is not interested in wealth and fame.
His favourite subjects are love and blues.
You can read his compositions on many websites.
Some of his poems are in printed publications.
This author is not afraid to express his views.
He is proud to be an...
#politics
#LGBT
#religion
#money
#WritingPoetry
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2 Comments
SayQuois
JeremyK
JeremyK
Poem Published
17th Jul 2023 4:23pm
17th Jul 2023 4:23pm
Got Money?
Got Money is the song at the top of the charts,
Even when it's called Broken Teeth or it's called Broken Hearts,
God Money is the vibe on the block that you hear,
And it's funny and it's also just a little bit queer
That money could be conjured from a young child's ear?
Play money
So money is the subject, the object is paper,
Get enough paper for a guest skyscraper,
Throw enough paper and you never did rape her
For a high enough price justice becomes vapour
Sick money.
Is How I bought a yacht for my...
Even when it's called Broken Teeth or it's called Broken Hearts,
God Money is the vibe on the block that you hear,
And it's funny and it's also just a little bit queer
That money could be conjured from a young child's ear?
Play money
So money is the subject, the object is paper,
Get enough paper for a guest skyscraper,
Throw enough paper and you never did rape her
For a high enough price justice becomes vapour
Sick money.
Is How I bought a yacht for my...
#power
#money
#greed
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