Best Trading Poems

The things in life that cost me most are the things that came for free.
And what I thought I was,
Was not what I would be.
And what I thought I was looking for
Was not what I could see.
And every time I got close
I threw it all...

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sucking tears,
wanting the wears
lost in the furnace of wasted years...

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~ See you soon, Soupers ~ 

For a couple of days
   I'm trading poetry soup in
for a piping-hot liquid broth
   with matso balls and chicken

   'Neath a bamboo-pole roof
in a flimsy dwelling seven days
   I'll see stars...

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My twin brother has been missing for a few months now. Ever since that horrible day in January when he got booted, soaked and almost frozen when Little Johnny took him out with him in that terrible snow blizzard. Afterwards, he was left all alone...

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Me doing the Wall Street
Different currencies I buy and I sell;
During one evening or morning
Without any crying and moaning...
I loose/win some money;
Sarcastically laughing or breaking in smiles…
Because I was stupid or smart - You decide....

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It... was all supposed to be a simple meet
Between friends with a hug and a kiss
She felt good in my arms 
And I thought I got to have more of this

But after the kiss everything was a blur
From my eyes I saw me 
And from...

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Trump knew the Stock Market would crash
For people are prone to act rash
A tariff war threat
With Suspension set
Will earn the Trumps mountains of cash...

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On this seashore djinn

Halcyon echoes ebb and flow

Cauterized banter scrapes by

As bath water bubbles march together

 

At the dock yard dalliance

Ruffled men shake their sails

Top hats and whales nailed down

Striking the flash iron for new waves

 

Dress up ladies dash their spice

Holding tongue for murmurs...

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This was written during a bipolar low. It is NOT my true feelings, just a quick 
insight as to how this disease can play with the mind.




So much anger and rage,
engulfs my body whole.
Can’t release the tension and fury,
How was I ever to know?

No tools...

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Wrapped in explosives he was unready
for a bruise. A dive at a mound of torso
to unearth the archives of areolae.

Apnoea will come for arbitration
in clenched insinuation :
pull nipples to open the window of mind.

On the forehead a smear of vermilion
brings glare like a third eye.
Real...

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There are millions of people
trying hard to survive,
from disasters and illness
needing help to stay alive.

Yet here we are complaining
when someone hurts our pride,
and broken hearted lovers
contemplating suicide.

Some people abuse young children
not caring what damage they do,
and the seriousness only hits home
when it's somebody close to...

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The cool morning breeze was delightful
and quite dreamy; tacked against
a recent freshly-painted bench of gray,
I was enjoying my delicious break-fast:
bacon with eggs and steaming hot coffee,
hoping to feel full...

The unhesitant,slender pigeons
quickly came around craving my food:
cooing with relief and a joy so incredible
in their cheerful...

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Would you like to trade
With me for just one day
I'll take what you have
And you can take my place
It might do us good
To bring about a change
If we traded places
For a single day

I'll take all your problems
And you take all of mine
We might find the...

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I bet

you sweat...

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it was all i want
until i just gave it up
on to something new...

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