Wealth Poems - Poems about Wealth

Abandon not the Soul ...

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Atop a bed of plastic In a house made of bone I am helpless to feel Rome’s revival Men become sheep and wolves Crusaders line up for war Careless toward their fellow heretic Houses burn Stone pillars rise from foundations All as the sands of time bury the path forward Yet even as they do, water still runs in the bath house...

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Do not go to that private school, It will affect your mental health, While the education is full of wealth, Do not put yourself on that shelf, That shelf is isolated and docile, Alone despite being surrounded, A dumb decision to make as a fool, Used as a tool to start up something new, Faced with issues many refuse to acknowledge, So...

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the High Honor "boulé de tout fort" or "le coq d'une fort" ...

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A picture of buxom wealth she passed away abruptly Whispers of her wealth… a panting puppy ...

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"Arrogance, a harmful disease, Never keeps human souls at ease ...

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They call it a win when a wealthy man pushing thirty wants a pretty girl who's barely eighteen. A girl still learning the shade of her own skin still waking up from childhood dreams But it doesn't matter, what matters is she looks good beside him. They tell her she's lucky Because he chose her and he'll provide Because she's young and that's Currency Because her skin is...

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The quest of life, it is no certain thing, No circumstance assurance brings of bliss. So many thoughts, so very few take wing; The hit or miss is measured more by miss. Shall happiness take hold when we gain gold? The heaping up of stuff shows little worth. The misery of wealth is too well told; Tranquility is not composed of earth. Does...

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Wealth, a siren's charm, alluring and bright A pillow's softness, a thimble's gentle might It provides for earthly needs, a feast to behold Yet, in its depths, a darkness unfolds Oh, wealth! Where is thy dominion? Poverty's cold grasp awaits, a dismal throne A worm on a hook, luring the unsuspecting prey Into a realm of excess, where virtues fade away With dastardly...

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In this charming retreat, the silence of nature and hills talk to me, whispers of forgotten tales in the breeze, of hidden secrets of times bygone, an era of luxury and grandeur, where every stone holds a story untold. In the marble statues and king-size portraits, etched in elegance, they gaze through time, their faces frozen in an eternal grace, gripping the pulse of...

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Sorrow will wipe away your sacrifice, treasures of the world will unlock and give blind fortune nothing you get will test your patience and your greed but suffer and tears in times of need. Let go, stop the torture it is not about the fortune!! Spear my love and rule my jealousy just because its cheap, but not awake yet somewhere...

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In life's crucible, I succumbed to a mystic trance, Where ephemeral allurements enthralled my soul's dance, The spirit beckoned, and I wandered into the heart Of "Akamara's" ancient tree, a realm of mystic art. Within its boughs, a world of wonder waited to unfold, A realm of supernatural beings, with powers to mold, Their feast was ambrosia, their waters crystal clear, A...

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Wealth, We see them in the streets, Those barely making ends meet, Trying so hard, To stand on their feet. Feeling so beat, Fighting a need to eat. Asking GOD above, Send down your love, So we can share, How much we care, Instead of watching them, just sit there....

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Ladies and gentlemen of wealth and riches, and also you, you poor sons of bwitches ~ mark well what I say, and rejoice for the day, when Don and Elon will finally have worked out all of the glitches. ...

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So, what more can I do for you? He was honest, he was clear, Yet the response felt distant, And I asked myself— "If it's love, I cannot force it. If it's wealth, I have a job. If it's life, it will surely end. Maybe you can't help at all. "For my soul is lost in echoes, My mind, a sky heavy with storms. My...

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