Luxury(A) Poems - Poems about Luxury(A)

A LUXURY I WISH

In my comfy corner, a little space

A place of my own, as soft as a lace

Lays a long chair of queen’s height with a wooden base

With a rocking style for a ride at a mild pace

Cushions of vibrant colours, in fitting size in the pattern of a maze

Attracting all in less time, fixing attention and

Luxury Item

Just how long does a steaming lobster sob? 
How terribly do boiling limbs and guts
burn? Like a million simultaneous cuts? 
When does its sweltering heart cease to throb? 

On who’s authority do humans rob
that creature of its life? Have we the rights? 
—the rights to cook a living being? Nights,
(countless), have I questioned this brutish

Purple luxury

The true dawn of dreams
that lingers like twilight’s kiss.
Luxury’s revels
draped in a regal cloak’s hush.

Crowned with velvet robes
of night’s elegant embrace,
with a mind and soul
brushed in amethyst’s true grace.

A whispered silence
that softens nature’s mystique—
the sweet wine of life
savored at twilight’s last glow.

A solitude hymn
composed for an empress’s smile,
like a meadow’s grin
filling an ocean’s wide sigh.

Republic of Molossia

Cornichons


The Cute Kind
Tasse and  Gobelet are lovers.
Two beautiful peacocks.
I made a wager on the horses
,but didn't wanna tell my friends.
The woman said. She would 
listen to Organ music during the day
often times she'd sing along with
the words to the songs: she had
an old book with songs,rhymns and poems
in it. She'd get up early in

All About Luxury In Life

Luxury is all about choices
Wear a torn jeans or buy a new one
Throw away pie and order sushi
Or try to bake the pie again
Watch movie alone or hungout with friends
Search for a new job or revise your goal in life.

Luxury life is living your own terms
Keep walking towards your goals
Don't look for alibis
Don't get comfortable
Don't

The Luxury of Freedom

The Luxury of Freedom

Think of it, just sense the warm fragrant breeze, 
Nothing else brings the spirit
more intense salvation, 
of a simple and priceless sensation of Freedom for all human experiences, 
And for all that has ever been,
 
Our sense that we can all go anywhere, do anything and
at anytime, is slipping..
To kill such a

What do I do today?

What a luxurious question I wonder,
Or is it ?
To take a pause leave the day unclaimed
No ticking of clock,
Over your head-

Unbothered by other’s agenda,
No login on time,
Or leaving the house on ungodly hours,
I get to choose,
To curate my day-

I wonder-
If I am found by this question,
Would I treasure it?
Or would I procrastinate my life away?
letting

NIGERIA'S YULETIDE

In Nigeria's land, where yuletide cheer does fade
A yearly refrain echoes, "Last year was better made"
A curse, it seems, that haunts the present's door
As if the past's sweet memories, forever leave us poor

The cost of food, a constant woe, does rise
A negative trend, that brings tears to sorrowful eyes
Past leaders, revered, as if their wisdom,

WEALTH WISE, HEALTH FOOLISH

At night, death's dark whisper resounds
Chasing dreams, with bloody sweat unbound
Awakened by fear, his heart does pound
Beholding death's spirit, all around

By day, sleep flees, a rare reprieve
For he has slain it, with restless grief
A little slumber, a shout of doom
Forever haunted, a troubled tomb

Through "Baba Gbonka's" dark, deceitful gate
He sought wealth's shortcut, a fatal weight
Riches

Love Is Just A Luxury

To me, love is not 
A necessary item
It's just a luxury
If you fall in love 
With someone 
You shouldn't love
Even if it's true love
You shouldn't continue on
Rather than wasting time on that 
Why not find someone 
Suitable for yourself 
What if you don't 
Love the person who suits you
Then I'll pretend to love her
Pretend? Then

Luxury

I don’t need any other luxury:
Give me some books and a quiet spot
Where I can sit or recline
And lose my self
Among the pages of a paperback,
Or even a hardbound, and I become 
Oblivious to the passage of time;
Give me a pen, just in case
I get inspired to compose 
A line or two of what may

A Luxury Anyone Can Afford And Priceless

There are times in our lives
We see something others don't see
Or don't want to see.

Many years ago 
I was sat in a park enjoying the warm weather. The birds were chirping
The trees and grass were pleasing green
People smiled at me as they casually walked by
Suddenly I was aware of someone in the corner of my

PARASITE

It’s a parasite’s world.
The worm of laziness
Clogging the mind, 
Ego refusing change.

It’s a parasite’s world,
Seeping through one’s blood and breath.
Adoption, adaptation to change, an uphill task.
Ignorance, dark, deep, masquerading ugliness.

It’s a parasite’s world---
Where dependence is practice.
And excuses-- strategy, to design.
Deadlines met feverishly by others.

It’s a parasite’s world,
Where type of work affect quality.
Where comparison and perks

Luxury Apartment

I wander through the days and nights with my mind set on a luxury apartment on the block, I have been saving to buy it for more than a decade because nobody can live in it.

 I don’t know if it’s haunted or someone was murdered there but something must have happened inside causing the

Speaking of Forests

I dream in silent forests.
Do you hear the trees?
Do you dream?

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