Never Satisfied

although wealth is found,
the pockets are still empty ...
because one craves more




7-7-19
Contest:Greed, Lust or Loss
Sponsor:Tania Kitchin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Breidenthal Avatar
August 2, 2019 at 7:04 AM
I agree with this one. Tremendously great poem!
Wolf Avatar
July 17, 2019 at 4:56 PM
So sad; so true. Congrats on your win in the contest, Alexis. Best wishes, gw
Callus Avatar
July 17, 2019 at 12:00 PM
So true, Alexis! Some people are never happy with what they have. Congratulations on your fine win. Regards // paul
Dietrich Avatar
July 16, 2019 at 6:19 PM
sad how it goes that way. Congrats on the win, Alexis
Mcgee Avatar
July 16, 2019 at 12:24 AM
So true these words. Congrats on your placement.
Mcguire Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 7:42 PM
Great Poem Alexis!
Kitchin Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 7:06 PM
Alexis, congratulations on your winning placement with your catchy and clever senryu!
Y. Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 7:26 PM
Hi Tania, You held a good contest. I appreciate my placement in your contest:-) Alexis
Callus Avatar
July 13, 2019 at 4:34 PM
Happy are those who find satisfaction in what they already have; those who keep wanting more than they need are never truly happy. Your Senryu makes a lot of sense, Alexis. ~Regards // paul
Lamoureux Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 4:33 PM
At first when I read the title, I thought you were writing about my ex wife. Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Bad Rick.
Warrior Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 9:11 AM
Greed - the great abyss...a black hole...great write Alexis...sending free love...^WW^ :o)
Rodrigues Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 4:27 PM
Great!
Dietrich Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 3:21 PM
well done. this must be a new contest I am not aware of!!
Proxenos Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 2:09 PM
My Hairdressers mom passed on about a month ago, and when the family went to sort out her home, found her cupboards full of things still with the price tags on! Your poem depicts this incident completely - well penned my friend. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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