Poems About Money Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about money seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
10th Apr 2023 9:30pm
10th Apr 2023 9:30pm
Cocaine Money and Business
Cocaine money and business,
A dangerous game to play,
A rush of power and riches,
That can take your soul away.
The allure of easy money,
And the thrill of the chase,
Can make you lose your sense of self,
And your morals out of place.
The highs can be addictive,
But the lows can be so steep,
And the cost of all that glory,
Is a price that's far too steep.
The risks of getting caught,
Or ending up six feet deep,
Are all too real in this world,
Of cocaine money and deceit.
So be wary of the...
A dangerous game to play,
A rush of power and riches,
That can take your soul away.
The allure of easy money,
And the thrill of the chase,
Can make you lose your sense of self,
And your morals out of place.
The highs can be addictive,
But the lows can be so steep,
And the cost of all that glory,
Is a price that's far too steep.
The risks of getting caught,
Or ending up six feet deep,
Are all too real in this world,
Of cocaine money and deceit.
So be wary of the...
#money
#drugs
354 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
14th Feb 2023 1:55pm
14th Feb 2023 1:55pm
Pen-less, Or Penniless?
As a
pauper poet
I'm always
In want
Of more
Pounds
Shillings
And
Pens
by Jemia
pauper poet
I'm always
In want
Of more
Pounds
Shillings
And
Pens
by Jemia
#money
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
224 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
30th Jan 2023 4:00pm
30th Jan 2023 4:00pm
The Calm Before......
Neither perturbed
Or disturbed
As the fallow, shallow Earth
Quakes
As it ponders
On the mistakes
Of those that talk
But do not act
They do not hear
They do not listen
They've lost
All sense
Of their senses
The mad moon
Glistens
On poisoned seas
As the earth
Becomes more diseased
Inadequate promises
Are like sticking plasters
For broken legs
The calm before......?
by Jemia
Or disturbed
As the fallow, shallow Earth
Quakes
As it ponders
On the mistakes
Of those that talk
But do not act
They do not hear
They do not listen
They've lost
All sense
Of their senses
The mad moon
Glistens
On poisoned seas
As the earth
Becomes more diseased
Inadequate promises
Are like sticking plasters
For broken legs
The calm before......?
by Jemia
#environment
#pollution
#fate #money
#fate #money
185 reads
1 Comment
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
24th Jan 2023 2:47am
24th Jan 2023 2:47am
Ghost
Ghost
I got my weapons on my hips
Looking over my shoulder
I got John Wick
This feat is going down traveling the road without making a sound
I am known as the Ghost
I don’t mean to brag I don’t mean to boast
Shooting from my left, bullets from my right
Knife in your back in the black of night
The Mafia, the Kingpins hot on my trail
Sending them all straight to hell
Benefits once I cross the state lines
Moving dope, cash, in the sublime
You come up me against you get straight dealt with
Me and my Gee, we...
I got my weapons on my hips
Looking over my shoulder
I got John Wick
This feat is going down traveling the road without making a sound
I am known as the Ghost
I don’t mean to brag I don’t mean to boast
Shooting from my left, bullets from my right
Knife in your back in the black of night
The Mafia, the Kingpins hot on my trail
Sending them all straight to hell
Benefits once I cross the state lines
Moving dope, cash, in the sublime
You come up me against you get straight dealt with
Me and my Gee, we...
#city
#money
570 reads
2 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:05am
21st Jan 2023 4:05am
Gotta.. Em
My Queen, word on the street
You got John Wick, and this crew about to take the heat
Yeah, I know
Gee we don’t back down or off, we stand our ground and let the bullets flow
I got a million dollar cash marker, stashed and gagged in my basement
That fuck was not going down quiet he was relent
Throwing bricks
Then knives, dodging my shell casings evading my Glock hits
My Queen your arm is bleeding
It's a flesh wound, and this is nothing compared to what we will heeding or needing
Have my boys ready to move out, and no hero...
You got John Wick, and this crew about to take the heat
Yeah, I know
Gee we don’t back down or off, we stand our ground and let the bullets flow
I got a million dollar cash marker, stashed and gagged in my basement
That fuck was not going down quiet he was relent
Throwing bricks
Then knives, dodging my shell casings evading my Glock hits
My Queen your arm is bleeding
It's a flesh wound, and this is nothing compared to what we will heeding or needing
Have my boys ready to move out, and no hero...
#city
#money
400 reads
8 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
15th Dec 2022 4:31pm
15th Dec 2022 4:31pm
Game Of Thrones
Time is being wasted sitting around this table
Any man here knows, without, those debt markers our business has become disabled
It is becoming increasing impossible to flood our products in the those hoods and on the streets
I need this woman found and the information she has confiscated returned back to me
If we fail, we will be looking over our shoulder, and running while the law keep bringing the heat
Until that blackmail list and the zeros behind the names of the New York’s crime syndicate families and who names are paid to keep quiet our operation does not stand...
Any man here knows, without, those debt markers our business has become disabled
It is becoming increasing impossible to flood our products in the those hoods and on the streets
I need this woman found and the information she has confiscated returned back to me
If we fail, we will be looking over our shoulder, and running while the law keep bringing the heat
Until that blackmail list and the zeros behind the names of the New York’s crime syndicate families and who names are paid to keep quiet our operation does not stand...
#money
#revenge
289 reads
2 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 2:40am
7th Dec 2022 2:40am
You’re Good As Got… Queen
SEVENTEEN CARRIAGE TRAIL
New York, New York
This is the bitch that robbed our money from our safe deposit box
A clean job in and out job not a fingerprint on any of those locks
There will be hell to pay when we have to explain to the Sicilian boys
A punta robbed us for our blood money without making any noise
Who…who is this person, that have stepped into my borough and may have now caused a street war
She goes by the name of Queen, and Boss, that hoe commends respect or word has it her bullets roar
And her surrounding entourage is like...
New York, New York
This is the bitch that robbed our money from our safe deposit box
A clean job in and out job not a fingerprint on any of those locks
There will be hell to pay when we have to explain to the Sicilian boys
A punta robbed us for our blood money without making any noise
Who…who is this person, that have stepped into my borough and may have now caused a street war
She goes by the name of Queen, and Boss, that hoe commends respect or word has it her bullets roar
And her surrounding entourage is like...
#money
#revenge
426 reads
2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 5:51am
6th Dec 2022 5:51am
Broken Shells
There's something melancholy about seashells
I find them in many places so far from the sea
In those old jelly candles at thrift stores
Or the cloudy ones that burn the shells when lit
Bowls of shells from someone elses vacations
Big ones that are broken and dusty
Their pinks and purples long faded away
The spiky comb ones with only nubs left
It's strange to me that we don't view them like bones
Beautiful mural remains of creatures called mollusks
They're such beautiful unpraised little things
Taken far away and left to gather dust
I find them in many places so far from the sea
In those old jelly candles at thrift stores
Or the cloudy ones that burn the shells when lit
Bowls of shells from someone elses vacations
Big ones that are broken and dusty
Their pinks and purples long faded away
The spiky comb ones with only nubs left
It's strange to me that we don't view them like bones
Beautiful mural remains of creatures called mollusks
They're such beautiful unpraised little things
Taken far away and left to gather dust
#sadness
#grief
#sea
#animals
#money
296 reads
5 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
4th Dec 2022 4:28am
4th Dec 2022 4:28am
It’s All About The Money
If anyone of you say a damn thing
You all will be hearing me pulling back the hammer on my Glock and my bullets will ring
Gee, is this get up really necessary
Word up, it makes you appear in good will and not so much revolutionary
I could’ve just dropped some money on the doorsteps of a Bronx, Queens, or Brooklyn church
A monetary donation used for a thug’s parents who can’t pay for funeral cost or for the hearse
My Queen, this is for a kid’s charity, and we trying to build up our Empire and make a name for ourselves in New...
You all will be hearing me pulling back the hammer on my Glock and my bullets will ring
Gee, is this get up really necessary
Word up, it makes you appear in good will and not so much revolutionary
I could’ve just dropped some money on the doorsteps of a Bronx, Queens, or Brooklyn church
A monetary donation used for a thug’s parents who can’t pay for funeral cost or for the hearse
My Queen, this is for a kid’s charity, and we trying to build up our Empire and make a name for ourselves in New...
#money
388 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 00:52am
20th Nov 2022 00:52am
From My Desk To Your Mind Part Four (Blood Sacrifice III)
I wish as a prominent published author, my published novels made into Oscar and Academy awrd winning movies, plenty of opportunities for television roles soliciting at my door, the prestige by the recognition of my face, mmm… handsome, healthy, and virile men at my beck and call, pleasuring me in bed (hey a girl can dream can’t she).
Well hard work and dedication to a five year education goal, minus one for life experience to earn a Master’s Degree in Nursing, and then submitting my intellect of academia training and scholastic learning of higher education to a grueling, hard,...
Well hard work and dedication to a five year education goal, minus one for life experience to earn a Master’s Degree in Nursing, and then submitting my intellect of academia training and scholastic learning of higher education to a grueling, hard,...
#money
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #deception
#philosophical #deception
646 reads
5 Comments
The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
13th Nov 2022 3:28am
13th Nov 2022 3:28am
The Evading Gunslinger...
Life on the run has been, liberating, fun
Sought, and caught in the heat of the sun
By John Dillinger himself
In the desert, on a bed of sand, stealing my panting breaths
Legs linked around his neck
Tenderly licking my cunt, then making love to my mouth, punishment as dealt
Marring my delicate skin with his gun belt
Surrendering to him my moans, my whimpers, scratching his back with fine welts
Rapture unto us has been felt
Between my thighs
Fingering my pussy, tasting the gift inside
Cupping my hips,...
Sought, and caught in the heat of the sun
By John Dillinger himself
In the desert, on a bed of sand, stealing my panting breaths
Legs linked around his neck
Tenderly licking my cunt, then making love to my mouth, punishment as dealt
Marring my delicate skin with his gun belt
Surrendering to him my moans, my whimpers, scratching his back with fine welts
Rapture unto us has been felt
Between my thighs
Fingering my pussy, tasting the gift inside
Cupping my hips,...
#corruption
#city
#money
643 reads
6 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 6:11am
9th Sep 2022 6:11am
The Time When America SAVED Africa
We don't usually think of World War One as America's finest hour.
For WW1 is simply not that glorious; decisive, or noble.
But if we will only take a new look at WW1,
we can find much to be impressed with !!
We should be grateful that it ended as positively as it did.
The cause of WW1 - what was it ??
The arch duke of Austria'Hungary was assassinated by a Serbian radical.
Austria wanted Serbia to pay for this offense. Germany pushed Aistria to make excessive demands, why ??!!
This next part is often overlooked:
the GERMANS were the ones panting...
For WW1 is simply not that glorious; decisive, or noble.
But if we will only take a new look at WW1,
we can find much to be impressed with !!
We should be grateful that it ended as positively as it did.
The cause of WW1 - what was it ??
The arch duke of Austria'Hungary was assassinated by a Serbian radical.
Austria wanted Serbia to pay for this offense. Germany pushed Aistria to make excessive demands, why ??!!
This next part is often overlooked:
the GERMANS were the ones panting...
#money
#books
#consumerism
392 reads
2 Comments
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