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?
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st May 2024 9:50pm
21st May 2024 9:50pm
A Dumpster Near You
Forget the funeral
Put the body in a dumpster
Saves you money
I chose the dumpsters behind Old Navy & Michaels
Most of their garbage is fabrics, soft materials and other plush & cozy things
I want my family member to have a relaxing stay inside one of these dumpsters
I'm always thinking of everyone but myself
You won't have to see all those relatives that you hate
You won't have to fake being upset
Let the public sanitation engineers worry about it
You've got it hard enough
Besides, who needs all that strenuous bullshit
Put the body in a dumpster
Saves you money
I chose the dumpsters behind Old Navy & Michaels
Most of their garbage is fabrics, soft materials and other plush & cozy things
I want my family member to have a relaxing stay inside one of these dumpsters
I'm always thinking of everyone but myself
You won't have to see all those relatives that you hate
You won't have to fake being upset
Let the public sanitation engineers worry about it
You've got it hard enough
Besides, who needs all that strenuous bullshit
#anxiety
#death
#funeral
#money
#satirical
137 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
17th May 2024 4:54am
17th May 2024 4:54am
Former Groupie Hates Influencers
She graced the cover of an important arty magazine
looking much like Twiggy
all big eyes and early 70s corkscrew tendrils
skin smooth as an alabaster pond
A year later she was dating the drummer of Deep Purple
I wonder if he appreciated what a good artist she is.
Her list of accolades, fifty years later, is impressive
She stopped wearing eye makeup ten years ago
It's irritating, she shrugs
her older, very wealthy husband
whom she has loved for 30 years
now has Alzheimer's
There's nothing to look forward to
she says ...
looking much like Twiggy
all big eyes and early 70s corkscrew tendrils
skin smooth as an alabaster pond
A year later she was dating the drummer of Deep Purple
I wonder if he appreciated what a good artist she is.
Her list of accolades, fifty years later, is impressive
She stopped wearing eye makeup ten years ago
It's irritating, she shrugs
her older, very wealthy husband
whom she has loved for 30 years
now has Alzheimer's
There's nothing to look forward to
she says ...
#aging
#art
#money
161 reads
7 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th May 2024 9:44pm
15th May 2024 9:44pm
Self Absorbed, Slave to Time
Slave to big business
Handcuffed to an I-phone
I hate you and your kind
Guts burning
Late for his big tech meeting
Sweating through his shirt as he runs down West Ave to catch up with time
If he was asked if he ever thinks about his life he would tell you that he doesn't have the time
He's the type that gave at the office and doesn't want to get involved
This is the ultimate parasite to our remaining free world
Handcuffed to an I-phone
I hate you and your kind
Guts burning
Late for his big tech meeting
Sweating through his shirt as he runs down West Ave to catch up with time
If he was asked if he ever thinks about his life he would tell you that he doesn't have the time
He's the type that gave at the office and doesn't want to get involved
This is the ultimate parasite to our remaining free world
#greed
#identity
#money
143 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
29th Apr 2024 11:17am
29th Apr 2024 11:17am
My Opinion On Success
If you
were to ask
me, I
would say that success
means you go to the
great hot spots and date
sexy
maidens like
this one.
were to ask
me, I
would say that success
means you go to the
great hot spots and date
sexy
maidens like
this one.
#beauty
#dialogue
#money
#nonfiction
#success
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 10:59pm
17th Apr 2024 10:59pm
Cum-uppance!
The trees say the wind is real
as do the clouds above,
and in the sonic appeal
of every flapping dove.
And passive chimes by moving air
tell us of invisible things
at work to free us from despair
more faithfully than angel wings.
Yet, heed the breeze up in a rush
because the sky will let you know
when that orthodox April hush
is soon about to huff and blow!
Then hatches must down batten be
when Stormy knickers start to twist
into the hard reality...
of pornstars you have rudely kissed.
as do the clouds above,
and in the sonic appeal
of every flapping dove.
And passive chimes by moving air
tell us of invisible things
at work to free us from despair
more faithfully than angel wings.
Yet, heed the breeze up in a rush
because the sky will let you know
when that orthodox April hush
is soon about to huff and blow!
Then hatches must down batten be
when Stormy knickers start to twist
into the hard reality...
of pornstars you have rudely kissed.
#money
143 reads
6 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 8:11pm
15th Apr 2024 8:11pm
A Why In Every While
Ah, how high i am taken !
When i read about Nature
And then, terribly shaken
To read a poem of self-torture
How desperate, then i feel !
To know you are barely twenty
But the joys of life you kill
While your blessings grow plenty
Shall you some day wake up and see
Your life's been vainly wasted
Between drugs, flesh and fake poetry
Finally, alas! nothing sweetly tasted
You have the power to break the walls
No regrets of the bad life and past
When you give deaf ear to evil's calls ...
When i read about Nature
And then, terribly shaken
To read a poem of self-torture
How desperate, then i feel !
To know you are barely twenty
But the joys of life you kill
While your blessings grow plenty
Shall you some day wake up and see
Your life's been vainly wasted
Between drugs, flesh and fake poetry
Finally, alas! nothing sweetly tasted
You have the power to break the walls
No regrets of the bad life and past
When you give deaf ear to evil's calls ...
#BDSM
#money
#alcohol
#addiction
#consumerism
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Josiah
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:37am
13th Apr 2024 4:37am
Insatiable
Among lingering chill through the bones
Can't fading summer heat even night quell
As fine crystal bleeds past the main course
Each sip compliments the prior, insatiable
Drowning, with desperation, out the dessert
Craving sweetness that time has passed by
Residing to quarters, hungry, lost in vertigo
Numb to the feel of Italian cotton percale
With close, the mind brings not one dream
Can't fading summer heat even night quell
As fine crystal bleeds past the main course
Each sip compliments the prior, insatiable
Drowning, with desperation, out the dessert
Craving sweetness that time has passed by
Residing to quarters, hungry, lost in vertigo
Numb to the feel of Italian cotton percale
With close, the mind brings not one dream
#alcohol
#greed
#emptiness
#NaPoWriMo2024
#money
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Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 4:38am
12th Apr 2024 4:38am
Metrology Of Life
Why measure one's success
by their financial solvency?
As age overtakes me
I've had a profound epiphany
That true happiness
is not found
in things pecuniary
but free to everybody
The sky's not blue and sunny, and gentle breezes do not caress
only for those with money
A smile, a touch, a kiss, a hug, a tender word, a bedtime song
Are slices of joy everlasting
with love given gratis
to the poor, the rich, and those in between
In the end what really counts
Is what we've given
how we've got along
Not what's in ...
by their financial solvency?
As age overtakes me
I've had a profound epiphany
That true happiness
is not found
in things pecuniary
but free to everybody
The sky's not blue and sunny, and gentle breezes do not caress
only for those with money
A smile, a touch, a kiss, a hug, a tender word, a bedtime song
Are slices of joy everlasting
with love given gratis
to the poor, the rich, and those in between
In the end what really counts
Is what we've given
how we've got along
Not what's in ...
#happiness
#nature
#money #LifeGoals
#money #LifeGoals
145 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 6:27pm
5th Apr 2024 6:27pm
Free Money
I found a wallet
I ignored all credentials
Up 300 bucks
Feeling good right now
Yeah I know I'm a scumbag
You would do the same
I ignored all credentials
Up 300 bucks
Feeling good right now
Yeah I know I'm a scumbag
You would do the same
#happiness
#money
#haiku
140 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 10:19pm
26th Mar 2024 10:19pm
Money Damages Love
He wants mom to die
Inheritance will be grand
Greed has made him vile
Inheritance will be grand
Greed has made him vile
#mother
#family
#money
#haiku
#greed
163 reads
7 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 11:20am
16th Mar 2024 11:20am
Letter of Thanks to David
Dear David,
I wanted to express my deepest gratitude for your ongoing support throughout my pregnancy. Your generous financial contributions have made a significant difference and have alleviated so much of the stress that comes with preparing for the arrival of our baby.
While I understand that our relationship had unintended consequences, I am genuinely thankful for the memories we share, particularly of that fateful night. I do regret the strain it placed on your marriage, and I hope that with time, wounds will heal.
On a brighter note, I am incredibly...
I wanted to express my deepest gratitude for your ongoing support throughout my pregnancy. Your generous financial contributions have made a significant difference and have alleviated so much of the stress that comes with preparing for the arrival of our baby.
While I understand that our relationship had unintended consequences, I am genuinely thankful for the memories we share, particularly of that fateful night. I do regret the strain it placed on your marriage, and I hope that with time, wounds will heal.
On a brighter note, I am incredibly...
#money
#gratitude
#pregnancy
209 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 10:57am
16th Mar 2024 10:57am
Hungry Dopes
A pizza delivery man was beaten to death a few towns over where I live 3 years ago. Three teenage geniuses who decided this was the way to get some free food. They took all of the delivery man's pizza, but left the $500 that was in the man's pocket!
#violence
#death
#money
#food
#ignorance
148 reads
6 Comments
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