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Short Lucre Poems

Short Lucre Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Lucre by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Lucre by length and keyword.


Acredite
Acredite

Acredite:
compromisso tem força
tem poder e magia nele
para mudar o mundo
e fazer mais e mais. 

Agora: comprometa-se
e lucre mais,
faça mais e mais....

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Categories: lucre, business,
Form: Free verse



Cosmopolitan Charlatan
gilded servant
hyperbolic purveyor
sculpting truth

liberal spender
filthy lucre
licentious gain

promoting freedom
curtailing liberties
accruing power

crafting bills
self-serving pork instills
bankrupts nation's till...

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Categories: lucre, political
Form: Senryu
Premium Member Why Not
Who is the well known visitor forgetting
What a scandalous bit of gossip it would be?
Where privacy is not always very private
When the unscrupulous are so quick to see
Why not some filthy lucre just for me? 


For Harry's contest...

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Categories: lucre, people,
Form: Rhyme
A Country Destroyed
A Country destroyed 

And all nations 
Want their fair share.
France
Britain
USA
Israel
Norway
Poland
Want their lucre.
That is why
Kaddafi 
Was handed over
To the murderous thugs
Of Bengasi
Who killed him?
And now we have ISIS.
Could it be the oil?...

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© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: lucre, anger, evil, humanity,
Form: Carpe Diem
O Dia De Hoje
O dia de hoje

O dia de hoje
será o tempo
de fazer sempre mais.

As horas próximas
é o tempo
de mulheres
e homens.

É o tempo
ara promover uma ideia
de persistir 
e acreditar que o Tempo Chegou.

Atualize a sua pronta entrega e lucre mais,
simples assim....

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Categories: lucre, business,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member For money or love
Fare thee ill my lovely
Fair though thou art and lively
Far from home dost thou now live
For my love not a toss dost thou give
Fired with desire  abroad to rove
First thought in thy  heart a rich treasure trove
Thirst for a passion fitting like a glove
Fond art thou so of mean lucre love
...

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Categories: lucre, angst, betrayal, hurt, lost love, pain, word
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member And Tomorrow?
I would like to think that tomorrow 
will dawn with brilliant possibility.
Fortune has been hiding.  Perhaps, just
perhaps,it will be stopping by.
My coffers are empty..not of lucre
but of hope, of newness...of words.
Soft . so soft the whisper in my ear...
"Tomorrow is just a repeat of today"....

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Categories: lucre, hope, life
Form: Light Verse
Compromisso
Compromisso

Hoje agora é a hora
na dúvida,
faça mais e mais
com fé e compromisso.

Compromisso com fé
é certeza de fazer sempre
sempre, desde agora
mais e melhor.

Compromisso tem força
tem poder e magia nele
para mudar o mundo
e fazer mais e mais. 

Agora: comprometa-se
e lucre mais
faça mais e mais....

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Categories: lucre, business,
Form: Free verse
Compromisso
Compromisso

Hoje agora é a hora
na dúvida,
faça mais e mais
com fé e compromisso.

Compromisso com fé
é certeza de fazer sempre
sempre, desde agora
mais e melhor.

Compromisso tem força
tem poder e magia nele
para mudar o mundo
e fazer mais e mais. 

Agora: comprometa-se
e lucre mais
faça mais e mais....

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Categories: lucre, business,
Form: Free verse
Devil
Don't ever dedicate your soul to Satan for lucre
Evil is one of the best fruits of  Diable
Verify the mouvents of some friends to avoid traps,
It is colossal  danger to tie with some bad people
Live with trusted friends for your good on earth, 
 Thank you. 

Written 03-03-2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris...

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Categories: lucre, 12th grade, angel, evil, hate, jealousy, magic,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Dirty Money
It is the greed of man who ruins our earth changing the natural course of rivers, constructing houses in areas of coastal erosion, destroying our rain forests for filthy lucre. Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest Sponsored By Gregory Barden 9/14/19 Lines taken from https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/rain_798573
...

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Categories: lucre, abuse, earth, environment, nature,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Potpourri of Sins
I have known the temptation
of a train of impure thought, 
and the tranquillity of virtue 
that can’t be with lucre bought. 

I’ve coveted riches not mine
with the stealth of impropriety, 
and rejoiced in the righteousness
of a random act of charity. 

I hide the stains of offenses  
which the Ganges cannot rinse, 
I’ve tasted the milk of goodness
and sniffed a potpourri of sins....

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Categories: lucre, desire, life, lust, sin,
Form: Rhyme
Silent Sunday
Silent Sunday Still, how still is the hour; No voices, no motors, bare breeze; No church bells ringing. Tired workers sleeping, children quiet; Silent sparrows satiated; Nor church bells ringing. Smells of bacon seeping; Cartoons behind walls playing No church bells are ringing. Priorities shifting from worship to work; To laws of labor and lucre; Silenced the church bells’ ringing.
...

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Categories: lucre, absence, religious,
Form: Free verse
Bleeding Sons of Lucre
Bleeding Sons of Lucre



Happy Mother’s beam is the Bank;
We lean on cash, our Father’s flank.

In search of it others eschew grime
For easy “one” by committing crime.

(This is Poetry; this is not a Sermon
I’ll not recur on cursing mammon!)

Oily hands stretched for reception
To that you give without deception...

Is “clean” money not so “laundered”
That can be peacefully squandered!


JM

31st Oct’ 2013...

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Categories: lucre,
Form: Couplet
Get Prepared
FIRE IS COMING!
FIRE IS COMING!
GET PREPARED,THE BRIDE GROOM IS COMING
THE BRIDE GROOM IS COMING
FIRE IS COMING!
THE TRUMPET SHALL SOUND
GOD CHOSE THE LIGHT'S HE HAVE FOUND
THOSE WHO ENDURED THIS LIFE SHALL BE CROWNED
FOR THE DISOBEDIENT WILL BE LEFT BEHIND
TAKEN CAPTIVE BY THE ENEMIES MIND
ALTHOUGH,FEW SHALL REMAIN
HIS MERCY STILL REMAINS THE SAME
A REMNANT STRONG ENOUGH TO ENDURE
SATAN'S ATTACK OF HIS FILTHY LUCRE...

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Categories: lucre, faith, inspirational, life, love, uplifting, visionary,
Form: Ode
Cruciballs
There’s a breathless hush in the Crucible,
A racing baize and the black to win,
To miss that red was inexcusable –
His hand was shaking – too much gin ?
The “Hurricane” is blown away,
We will not see his like today,
But Hendry, Higgins, Doherty
Williams, Selby, Ding Junhui
Are hoping for that one-four-seven,
The perfect snooker, shot from heaven.
The prize at stake is filthy lucre;
To fans this is the World of Snooker,
A game that’s played in clubs and halls –
But for some, a load of balls !...

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© Mike Jones  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: lucre, funny, humorous,
Form: Sonnet

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