Business Poems | Examples of Business Poetry

Who killed the MC? There he lay, splayed on the street Chalk outlined mic and fist A broken clock reads four past nine Tatters of a golden thread left at the scene Who gained from his silence? Streets alive with revelation Anarchic fire in the air They’re coming for us with their rhymes Gentlemen this isn’t what we had...

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There are songs that you will never sing There are lips that will never speak There are voices that you will never hear And there are some hearts that you cannot move For the world don’t know the rhythm Stay on the path that you are on and destiny Will compose a new song The rhythm is bellowing in my ear But...

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Oh, the joy of telemarketers, Who call you up without a care, With offers they believe are clever, But really just provoke despair. They call with grand insurance plans, Covid kits and credit schemes, As if I’m some prized target For their automated dreams. “End-of-life” expense protection — Oh, what a cheery nightly theme! I nod along sarcastically Inside my caller-haunted dreams. And then there’s Medicare, of...

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Take a stroll with me up the street And I will tell you what I see There is a little house that lies next to Edge of the sea with a little pole on top And somthing there is waiting for thee Follow the clue and you will see a brand New pair of shoe next to a boulder...

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Peaches and pies, apples mixed with steamed rice Come and have dinner with me tonight; my stomach is growling, and my appetite is rising There is nothing on the table to eat except passion fruits That fell from the tree and sour mango cream But tonight I have something special for you And it will make your dream come...

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It's no surprise that I'm back here looking out over the river, painting thoughts, dripping memories, smearing streaks of the here and now across the canvas of a dull, overcast day. There was a time when I had ambitions to be an artist, high school dreams of a life in smoke filled studios, tee shirts and paint splattered Levi jeans. ( A la Jackson Pollock ) Fate...

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The morning filled with beauty and luster creeps slowly under the mangrove tree and anchored along the tropical coast where the skies, sea and my lover frequently meet. Something unusual was going on there that disperse tension in the atmosphere and the shrubs planted along the shores breeds a kind of bird that make their...

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I have been searching all my life for heaven in paradise but I just could not find it until my innate spirit reveals it. I searched from country to country over hills and valleys, mountain and plains; I walked until my feet were inflamed. But I could not find what my spirit reveals and what...

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The morning breaks with a solemn look on his face and the sun hiding behind the pregnant clouds suppress the morning with lots of doubt; I couldn’t tell what was going on in his head but he was gathering stones and emptying them on the sprawling lawn, while the universe watches with its open gut...

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A star never loses its shine, You can never ever compare it to beer and wine. We love its glow, we also love it, when its fire. That's the impact of a pure thing. We may love less, but we can never stop loving. The same is true with God, same as with the faith....

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If love for your spouse you choose to neglect, Your neighbor may swoop in with fond respect. If workers you treat with little care, Your rivals will claim them, sharp and aware. A job in your field may keep you afloat, Yet greatness is born where no lessons were wrote....

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I sat in the audience listening to celebrity gossip My heart was not there because I had nothing to share The crowd kept streaming in and suddenly my heart began To sing ;in a few seconds the theatre was full and suddenly I found myself standing center stage staring at three thousand people in front of me,...

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Dark days have come and gone and I am still lingering on the lawn, long painful nights have robbed me of my sleep and sometimes it makes my spirit weep. I have already ran a thousand mile and the shadows moving in the sky understands my innate cry but the moment quickly fades away and...

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Look for a home for me that lie beyond the sea with grapes that run on vines, apple and peaches that grow on limb, juicy pear that last the whole year and an orchard erected on the hill where I can sing. Look for a home for me where the castle parachute in the...

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It's a dirty little business And I've never stooped so low But if I stay here long enough I'll dig myself a hole There's trouble all around And death to be expected But the tools that I have found leave's a wound, that's undetected It'll take time for all to see What I've done here on this day 'bout the time that they take...

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