Best Earning Poems
"When it comes to money, you can't win. If you focus on making it, you're materialistic. If you try to but don't make any, you're a loser. If you make a lot and keep it, you're a miser. If you make it and spend it, you're a spendthrift. If you don't care about making it, you're unambitious. If you make a lot and still have it when you die, you're a fool-for trying to take it with you. The only way to really win with money is to hold it loosely-and be generous with it to accomplish things of value." - John C. Maxwell
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Listen to the lessons
Who remind me that I spend,
More than I can earn,
More than I can learn…
Is too much, too much, too much.
Listen to my conscious,
When I reach for the cart,
Shopping – my obsession,
When will it finally stop?
When will I park that cart?
Listen to the lessons
Who remind me that I’m broke,
Spent more than I am making,
Spent more than I can earn,
Spent more – don’t have money to burn!
Listen to my conscious,
When the cash is burning holes…
Deep inside my pocket,
Where they yearn to finally know
How it feels to go into a jar,
Saved from the shopping sprees!
Saved from their enemy, ME!
Listen to those bills, tempting me…
To pay with cash, pay with my debit,
Pay with credit – pay with anything…
That allows me to spend, spend, spend,
Spendthrift I am – spendthrift is who I hope…
To quit being, throughout the coming year!
My new year’s resolution, then…
Is to write X spendthrift,
When I take up my pen, to sign by the x,
Where I’m signing my earnings away,
For the next purchase that I’ve made –
As a NEW X-spendthrift, I hope that I can say…
Together with my money, I will finally stay,
Able to look at the future with savings that I pray…
Will keep me from poverty as I go on my way,
Keep me from the spending that took me astray!
Toil
Don’t moil,
Try to foil
Each odd and obstacle
Stand in front of you to coil.
Feb 6
I SAW YOUR PICTURE AND COULDNT HELP
BUT NOTICE YOUR FEARFUL EYES
I FELT THE NEED TO COMFORT YOU
AND DISMEMBER YOUR DISGUISE
I KNEW I HAD TO TAKE YOU IN
AND GIVE YOU HOPE AND LOVE
WHEN I WENT TO PICK YOU UP
I KNEW YOU WERE THE ONE
I AM SO EXCITED TO BOND WITH YOU
AND ITS ONLY JUST BEGUN
YOU HAD A HARD LIFE JUST LIKE MINE
YOU WERE NOT TREATED RIGHT
SO I MEAN THIS WHEN I SAY
TOGETHER WE WILL FIGHT
AND LIVE THE LIFE WE BOTH DESERVE
TO SLEEP IN PEACE AT NIGHT..
TO COWBOY..MY RESCUE DOG
XXS
Honest Earning
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We earn everything
Reputation, wealth,
Experience, life style,
We struggle to achieve.
What really last forever
Is honestly earned things,
We enjoy all for a period
But honest ones remain.
What we earn incorrectly,
Will prick our conscious,
That feeling alone is enough
To correct ourselves.
We brought nothing
When we came into this world.
We take nothing when we
Go out of this world.
Earthly possession of ours
Is our own earnings
None will accompany us
In our last journey
We came into this world
With the help of others
Others will carry us to
Our final destination.
Why crave for temporary
Enjoyments, be honest
And acquire permanent
Satisfaction in your dealings.
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her eyes reached out to me for help
I shuffled the others away
and swiftly sneaked back to make sure she knew
I had her back
Earning our wings to fly
Written By Dean Masciarelli
November 11, 2010 (5:11am)
Earning our wings to fly
To give us the opportunity
to get into Heaven
isn’t going to be that easy
for us to
acquire a brand new body
But if we are capable
of getting beyond our
possessions and all the
treasures and the pleasures
of the earth that do not satisfy
then we will be able to join
Jesus
at the banquet table some day
But we must learn how to embrace
true peace and
tranquility with humility and grace
while we are still in our earthly bodies
so that we can get into Heaven some day
and ultimately
earn our own wings to fly for an eternity
Trump Not Earning Keep Horn Haiku
While we are asleep;
Trump cannot be earning keep;
Busy counting sheep.
James Horn
Now he is in Norfolk dedicating
the Carrier Ford. Nauseates me
seeing a draft dodger wearing
the military items. Wow!!!
The left is desperately trying to gain a foothold
on the soiled neckbones of socialists and communists.
The right rallies around their Donny guns
and high-wall, lock-and-load Tommy gun rhetoric.
Neither side is working for the working people.
They breathe and breed for their own self-interest.
Cleaving families, battering 2A and mincing babies.
Though our carbon footprints are rather large
we all dream about going green.
But my, how we adore our gassy SUVs,
bidets, gouty meats, and wall-to-wall heat.
We're all hypocrites of the highest degree.
Few are making sacrifices for progeny or country.
We stumble along in the haze of mediocrity.
Where the losers wear medals never earned.
We are led to our deaths by the swine of the earth.
Sipping plutonium from a shimmering nuclear cup.
That looks a hell of a lot like an urn.
I don't know how?
And I don't know why?
But I finally feel it
And day by day
I see it
Someone watching over me
Even when I am wrong
And why me?
Why not me?
And why only now?
Its like I am being urged
Don't quit its not to late
Get set
Be ready
Show me
How much you want it?
You're deserving to earn it.
"The content of our lives,
Is where happiness is derived
With the quality of the events,
Determining our contentment
Or unhappiness if that’s the case,
For any disappointment we’ve faced
Or a dream that burst,
Maybe someone else came in first
How we repair that which was broken,
Says more than words that are spoken
Easy to make an excuse,
Some people are so profuse
Pointing fingers,
That resentment lingers
Better to be resigned and accept,
What are your next steps
To improve,
Or choose
A path to find your success,
Around all of this duress
Because your desire to change course,
Is driven by an inner force
That pulls you up when down,
And wills you to “fight” another round
It is called strength,
Which our happiness is linked
With motivation to acquire,
Priorities we desire
So today choose your course,
Towards happiness and it’s source"
When the earnings exceed our own need,
wealth becomes just a measure of greed!
The meaningless chase of that wealth,
At an immense cost to our own health.
From my poem Dung Beetle
December 2019 in poetry soup.
Arbitrium Divisa 7 contest by Gregory Barden
Misery has a voice louder than joy, in firming
as in transposing of the soul,
its journey ne'er returning,
cannot but guess then, where my yearning!
Have I foretold new grace, as candle burning
to so proceed my cause, enlightened learning,
I hear thy sound and closest to my heart
faith finds sojourning ~
That circle's parting would destroy
my strengths concerning.
So love, it is apart that nothing turns
~ but turning!
And it is close that then
my effort knows thy earning!
There silent souls
Slowly goals earn
Where fools can't reach
-03.12.2020 Chattogram
I walk to true death
Give me the hemlock of books
Wisdom- divine grave
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
15/09/2021
Mazar ka jo mein gadinasheen hota
To paisa kamanay me bara zaheen hota
Garmiyon mein AC sardiyon me heater
Koi paon dabata koi pani pilata
Koi apni larki ka rishta lata
Mazar ka jo mein gadinasheen hota
To paisa kamanay me bara zaheen hota
Zameenay meri har sobay mein hotin
Thanay kehchari valay bhi sir jhukatay
Log mujhay Peer keh kar bulatay
Mazar ka jo mein gadinasheen hota
To paisa kamanay mein bara zaheen hota.