Luxuries Poems - Poems about Luxuries

... People anticipated, and waited for the day they could gaze upon my beauty, and that they did. The men adored me, the women admired me, and the children were in awe of me. Everyone loved me! I was......Read the rest...

...From Nabob of Junagarh, of Nizam— Collecting tax on cotton and the kind, The taxing job having strained of my calm, I’d stayed at a quiet place, though haunted And scary, a lovely place no le......Read the rest...

...This is a poem I wrote about the struggles of mainly coal miners the industrial revolution and the hardships and luxuries of both the poor and the entitled rich . Home To Elysium Like potent ......Read the rest...

...Money and mundane mammon have been our constant comfort. Elegance and embellishments have been our companions. Towards luxuries was the focus of all our efforts. As though atheists, do we care for......Read the rest...

...f life; we all live to die Some of us are dead, while we're still alive Some of us spend our whole lives living a lie Some of us spend our whole lives wasting time Busy chasing life's so called "luxuries" Their so called "pleasures" are a debauchery...... Of human stupidity, But it's still glorified.......Read the rest...

...Seasons come and go -- How ends the fillings? Recycled we know: rain back to the sky, leaves to soil, sandy runoff, particle debris, for oysters to make pearly luxuries -- snow on mou......Read the rest...

...Worlds on worlds, colliding and imploding, Not a care, nor a stare, the wind flowing. River like a mirror, between realities, Around the rolling path, like rain to deities. Bountiful hills and va......Read the rest...

...There's no one out there that really cares. I hold it together by a thread. Listen to everyone else's burdens. I am a very deep person. I am music, and music is me. This music is the only thing t......Read the rest...

...When you ask many  rich Congolese of the East of DRCongo about the reasons of keeping their millions US dollars under the grounds.  Majority of them will point  the Wars And some Rebellions ......Read the rest...

...What am I doing?, the strength of a real poet is to speak truth through words but most words I cannot pronounce, I struggle to recite my poems out loud, i realise i have misspelt as I proceed to......Read the rest...

...rags grimy, sodden, frustrating, frazzling, hording, tatter, wretchedness, opulences, luxuries, cha-chinging......Read the rest...

...For a relatively brief period in their lives, they touched base with luxuries that they could ill afford; with culture unallowed by both desire and time. Their days were spent committing crimes t......Read the rest...

...In the Future, there will be no rose meadows, a desolate barren hellscape of ecocide normalized. The bleakness of reality made possible by the dominion of the Earth. Corporations contaminate the......Read the rest...

...Self-submission and sure subjugation, Bowing to the might in adoration; Crushing the lowly and their cessation, Had been my subtraction and summation...! Why did I do so? Where did I go wrong? ......Read the rest...

...Listening to her talk about past times was thrilling. Going down memory lane wasn't what she liked. Embarking on yesterday’s plane wasn’t her kind of person. She was too busy for such diversions. She......Read the rest...