Poems About Money Published by Members Recently Online
#money
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
14th May 2019 11:22am
14th May 2019 11:22am
This Is My Secret
#sex
#money
881 reads
4 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
14th May 2019 11:22am
14th May 2019 11:22am
This Is My Secret
#sex
#money
881 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
185 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
185 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
185 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
185 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
185 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
Isreal, Notrael (5-7-5)
Why
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
#money
#murder
#war
98 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
Isreal, Notrael (5-7-5)
Why
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
#money
#murder
#war
98 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
27th Sep 2024 2:54pm
Isreal, Notrael (5-7-5)
Why
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
are
we
funding?
Netanyahu's
genocide
War
crimes
Palestine
by Jemia
#money
#murder
#war
98 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 1:40am
14th Mar 2022 1:40am
Rent Without Lingerie
Rent Without Lingerie
“Honey, did you do the laundry yet?”
“Remember, I told you my computer science finals are next week. College is an old bear and I have to focus. I wish you didn’t have the bear the weight of chores.”
“You are wearing nothing but a negligee. You seem to invite naughtiness.”
“Well, even scholarship gets a spring break. Is my lingerie distracting you from household attentiveness?”
“New Orleans nights can get hot. So you go right ahead and wear that chemise.”
“Don’t you love how we go through the rituals of...
“Honey, did you do the laundry yet?”
“Remember, I told you my computer science finals are next week. College is an old bear and I have to focus. I wish you didn’t have the bear the weight of chores.”
“You are wearing nothing but a negligee. You seem to invite naughtiness.”
“Well, even scholarship gets a spring break. Is my lingerie distracting you from household attentiveness?”
“New Orleans nights can get hot. So you go right ahead and wear that chemise.”
“Don’t you love how we go through the rituals of...
#lust
#erotic
#money
#sensual
#poverty
466 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 1:40am
14th Mar 2022 1:40am
Rent Without Lingerie
Rent Without Lingerie
“Honey, did you do the laundry yet?”
“Remember, I told you my computer science finals are next week. College is an old bear and I have to focus. I wish you didn’t have the bear the weight of chores.”
“You are wearing nothing but a negligee. You seem to invite naughtiness.”
“Well, even scholarship gets a spring break. Is my lingerie distracting you from household attentiveness?”
“New Orleans nights can get hot. So you go right ahead and wear that chemise.”
“Don’t you love how we go through the rituals of...
“Honey, did you do the laundry yet?”
“Remember, I told you my computer science finals are next week. College is an old bear and I have to focus. I wish you didn’t have the bear the weight of chores.”
“You are wearing nothing but a negligee. You seem to invite naughtiness.”
“Well, even scholarship gets a spring break. Is my lingerie distracting you from household attentiveness?”
“New Orleans nights can get hot. So you go right ahead and wear that chemise.”
“Don’t you love how we go through the rituals of...
#lust
#erotic
#money
#sensual
#poverty
466 reads
4 Comments
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