Covetous Poems | Examples

Moving Mountains

I will move mountains for you, oft said 
with little brain and surplus testosterone.
But why the plurality?
Surely, a single mountain moved
is Herculean enough to satisfy
the desires of the most covetous princess.

Then, what is a mountain?
I’m sure a mound or hill won’t do.
Also, move; would an inch to the left or right
gratify? I think not, dear sir.

So, where to find this mountain?
Bhutan seems a reasonable choice
they have so many, moving one
would likely not be missed.
Where too? The Midwest
could do with a mountain or two
attract more tourists, that sort of thing.

Then the naming:
something American,
that reflects the Native lands,
is gender neutral?

Then, would you and your girlfriend
climb to the top of Mount Sis Hank Running Bear
and both look out over the beautiful land?
No, she will be at home waiting for another man;
the man who said he would make the Earth move for her!

A New World

Minds turned into images
Barren moments, parched feelings
Drowned in haste and unease, 
Self-indulgent and covetous 

Desolate technology slaves 
Imprisoned in closed cabins
Chained to the chairs
Eyes fixed on the screens

Human skeletons with dried hearts
Drained and deserted relationships 
Torn emotions and tainted lives
Emptiness all around 

Ruled by commerce and profit
Turning world in to market
With frozen conscience
Infringing the peace loving souls 

Bred by craze, power and greed
Aimless swarms and awry crowds
Turning planet in to an oven
Yelling advancement and progress

Green turned into grey 
Sky turned into smog
Breeze turned into beast
Violating nature’s chastity

Where are the relaxing rooftops 
Trees and the chattering birds
Clear sky and the morning dew
Seducing sunsets and cozy evenings

Lost in the crew of human creatures
Serene, pure, tender and loving 
Living in isolation and disenchantment 
Waiting for the return of olden days  

Seems a forlorn hope in mighty milieu
Crafted by the self-centered masters
Impervious to human virtues
But, the hope never dies

Yours Willingly

Dear Paladin Vampire,

I eagerly await our first indulgence,
that initial gaze into charming eyes;
All my life I have loathed being mortal,
for you daylight I would willingly sacrifice;
A courtship beyond my imagination,
rose hip covered sheets and being wooed;
We’ll leave fellow romantics covetous,
my Love offer me this entanglement! 
Sunset spray painting us in the sky,
you can taste me and teach me to hunt.
Let’s get lost in a honeymoon of blood,
I’ll be devoted to every taste of it;
Sweep me away any way that you like;
Silken restraints and a neck nip,
few fathom this fetish a part of me;
My Love I have much left to reveal
must this fantasy leave me pining?
I fear more will serve to quell curiosity
so I bid adieu until you come for me;
I could wait but I’d really rather not. 

Forever yours willingly, 
- Melrose

Roses

Emma, I'm sending it to you. Let this picture be your memory,
May my memory remain with you and accompany you forever,
I was in the beautiful countryside today too. I love it.
With your memory, the world is still there for me today. It lifted me up.


Too bad you weren't sitting there, I was on the bar stool,
The world is beautiful in your memory, there was a chat with friends,
Through the window of the pub, a hopeful light shepherded me.
It's over, it's dawn here now (03:44), I'm still writing this poem,
The world gave me so that you can tear me apart with my suffering.
Don't think I'm dying, the writer is long gone,
My advice to you about my fate comes from a great spirit.


Are you confused? No, it isn't. Covetous, the world is sarcastic in you,
You see my destiny, you created it, beautiful blonde black widow.
But fate, believe me, will soon guide me.
That's why you don't get it. Because I love you, my prayers surround you,
Although, but not yet, my life would have been your faithful love.



June 13, 2022

Verdurous thy view

How am I so wounded by you?
Arrows never shoot, but run me through
Beautiful viper poisoning; stares straight, not a skew
I'm glad to be seen by their bite; I'll be its anti-venom, too
Covetous my own thoughts of envy; verdurous thy view
They're green and ravenous, but see me in a form so true
Eyes that sing a siren song; control my affection they do!

I Believe in God

I believe it is wrong to compromise,
but like Thomas both faith and doubt I reveal.
Some believe prestige is more often just disguise,
The want of fame may be their Achilles' heel.   

I know passion served to stir Saul’s blinded eyes
he fought acknowledging Jesus as real.
There are some covetous of a Nobel peace prize
their great strength being personal appeal.

It’s true that our heroes can meet their demise;
We make mistakes, it's God who shapes our steel.
It’s true, it’s His light that blazes past our lies;
His peace can bless our path with godly zeal.

Palms

Falling from an architect's malleable beacon, entranced by the glow of bold insight, 
a dream but a fiction so seamlessly seeming but a fraction of semblance to ones own light.
In the sea is a swelling, a voluptuous wisdom, a grain of the planes a boulder in sand, 
what is spoken is maybe a tempestuous spell, and in gleaning a tale that nothing was said.

I loathe to be flightless and melded with soil, of covetous isles I'm born to be dammed, 
I'm stranded and sailing, I'm choking on breath, and watching the ending to see where it began.
Was the glass made to seek us or our trail home, on the tempest we'll ride and if one of us lasts, 
will the solitude bring meaning or falter the truth that has already found us in life and in death.

Invasion, Causation

Across the city the emperor called
For recruits to join the legions
Travel to new and strange lands
And conquer for covetous  reasons

As sun beat down they trained their men
To fight  for colonisation,
Taking with them skills and knowledge
Introducing urbanisation. 

Past mountains, lakes and plains they marched
Battalions stood United  
Crossing countries, rivers, sea,
Arriving uninvited. 

Invasion, yet they brought with them
Progression, innovation;
Technology since lost in ages dark
Transforming a whole nation. 

Roads of stone, heated floors
Domestic sanitation,
Walls dividing tribes and clans
Fuelling aggravation.  

Yet Britain’s climate, wet and dour,
It’s warriors and chief,
Sent Rome’s great fighters fleeing home
Struck dumb in disbelief,

That this small nation could be such
A hostile, retched place,
And Rome  needed protecting
From the Jutes and Angles race. 

So after Constantine’s withdrawal 
Britain re-emerged  anew,
Rebirthing of a greater nation,
Than the one the romans slew. 

Left behind their legacy
Culture, architecture
But no longer an unwitting, oppressed,
Out-posted prefecture.

Perilous Times

Perilous Times
Miracle Man
8/11/2023

Today we’re facing challenges,
beyond our imagination.
We seek God’s face in prayer,
and wait for God’s cessation.

Votes are sold for the prospect,
of getting something free.
Electing those to some office,
who never seem to agree.

We take the life of the unborn,
and morals aren’t as has been.
To finance life improvements,
we legalize all sorts of sin.

As we bravely face each new day,
trouble lurks at every bend.
I feel things won’t get better,
until God declares, the end.

2nd Timothy chapter 3
1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud,       blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
3 Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good,
4 Traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;
5 Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof: from such turn away.

Desire and Obsession

desire

                            covetous, thirsty

                 arousing, enticing, pursuing

eagerness, ambition, madness, preoccupation

                stalking, fixating, concerning

                      complex, pathological

                                obsession



Date written: 04/30/2023

Thou Shalt Not

The world is not driven by greed
it’s driven by envy …
Commandment 10 is carved in stone
positioned at the end
Where old injunctions miss their mark
a covetous reminder
Desirous of another’s place
—the devil painted green

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

Essentially Ether

The twisting of fate
O' these mortal coils,
When shall they learn?
Never is too soon.
It is that which is possessed,
From where power is gleamed.
So that those who have not
Shall remain to be employed.
Heed this warning,
O' potential proprietor.
He who would hold power eternal
Need in this, be covetous.
For if all have control
Then does it not cease to exist?
Nay, this the very cornerstone
Of which all is built.
So break your back,
Work and die under the sun.
Listen not to what I say
So that I may reign eternal.



MCOII 
(sometime between 2011 and 2013)

The Nigerian Politician

Bloated belly, swollen cheeks,
and a sunken stiff neck on robust torso.
Yet well fitted in flowing apparels;
falling and being raised frequently
from side to side.
Obscene opulence is your delight,
your prestige and your pride;
amassed unlawfully by the pen,
ever wet for your deception
and thievery.
The flight of your spoils of office
enlarge the shopping Malls and treasure houses
of the Occident,
leaving your covetous people
deprived of earning power.
To arms they take at boredom's peak,
whilst your virgins and maidens go a-whoring.
Still, you in your sinister acts of re-election,
widen their capacity for Evil, just to have
your sit-tight bid guaranteed you.

Loves Lost Time

A thunderous rumbling,
lightning flashing
all within my troubled brain,
I wander in a daze,
afraid of crashing.
The cause is plain,
I must see you again.

The passing years,
where each does live,
In joy and Sorrow,
and happiness spent,
Each with another,
who of themselves did give,
repaid by our lost time,
we to them lent.

It is not with covetous envy,
but with joy,
I look upon the sacrifice we made,
though self interest now,
is what we must employ,
For what has gone before,
was but a masquerade.

Millennia come and go,
and decades fade away,
I know that we,
should not have parted,
And rue what happened,
on that fateful day.
But time will not give back,
what man has started.

Exacerbate the problem,
convolute the time,
Pick the optimum moment,
grab it if you can,
To love beyond reason,
is said to be no crime,
Insipid love, however,
has no passion or elan.
and wastes the little, that there is,
Of the time of man.

Brink of Disaster

“Wars and rumors of wars” – the Bible says
That being so, then we should not be surprised
When selfishness and greed are bubbling over
When covetous, malicious, power-hungry leaders
Bring the entire world to the brink of disaster.

We need always be prepared for the next one
For they will come, surely, as the sun rises and sets
Despotic-minded individuals will seek positions
With no regard for their country’s well-being
Ordinary folks being merely dispensable pawns.

Beware deceivers who say what you want to hear
Cloaked in high-sounding platitudes of patriotism
For it’s possible the next time our country may fall
To perversions of principles we have long cherished
Once gone, they cannot be restored in our lifetime. 

Written April 5, 2022

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