Throwing Away Money

I choose which watch that I want to wear today While I sip my morning scotch, preparing for may Saying the April showers will bring may flowers Has no power of taking the sour taste from my mouth this hour. Louder and Louder I begin to think negative thoughts Sought out to spot the things […]

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Poetry about Greed

Let me start by saying, this is not my normal poetry related post. I love writing poems, but sometimes I have to vent about the meaning of my poetry. The reason I love to write, or type, is because it enables me to express my feelings, which can be shared and archived for the future. […]

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Lying

I’ll briefly describe the pain that I feel When I look inside my plentiful bank till I still face the struggle of giving If someone asks for money, I start fibbing Living as if my money hasn’t grown I’m lying, and it aches to the bone I’ve thrown it away with most of my play Hoping the […]

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The Best

I’m motivated to be the best, working hard to achieve nothing less. Stress comes along with the pursuit, it’s playing me as if I was a flute. A troubled tune hums from my voice, I’m struggling to make the right choice. Do I help my peers and lessen my grade, I have a fear of receiving lesser […]

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This Dollar

I compromise my loyal side when I see the broke, and start to hide This dollar can go a long way I can eat, laugh, and play. I want more so why would I give? Why is my life more important to live? I’ve thought it out and I guess I’m wrong Living this way […]

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Feel what I feel

I carefully listen to the swaying sound of the trees Glistening light shines down, accompanied by a breeze “Seize this moment because it’s as peaceful as can be” “Please don’t wander from this dream where you are free” Freezing all of a sudden because I snap back to the real Feel what I feel My […]

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Crazy Maybe

The roots of a storm has ascended rapidly through the skyline, making it difficult to navigate through the traffic on the highway. Speedy cars approach my four-wheeled deathtrap. The wipers are long overdue for a change. I struggle to stay within the confined space I am allotted on this road. As the sky pours tears […]

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