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The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre. If it is available with us meager We become a source of hatemonger. It can make us sit or stand with finger; It can taste sweeter than sweet sugar; If in hands, it makes its owner stronger; So that he can fight with wildest tiger. You have it, and live even longer; And will be called even younger. The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre. With it tensions, no doubt, linger A lot of worry and threats augur, What use is Salad without vinegar. More joy of money leads warmonger Lack of money people did malinger The mundane things calling it ****** All those who to receive it eager Know well that demon in it appear. The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre.
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Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 12:29 AM UTC
MONEY - A CRUEL AGENT – 2
The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre. If it is available with us meager We become a source of hatemonger. It can make us sit or stand with finger; It can taste sweeter than sweet sugar; If in hands, it makes its owner stronger; So that he can fight with wildest tiger. You have it, and live even longer; And will be called even younger. The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre. With it tensions, no doubt, linger A lot of worry and threats augur, What use is Salad without vinegar. More joy of money leads warmonger Lack of money people did malinger The mundane things calling it ****** All those who to receive it eager Know well that demon in it appear. The materialist item creates anger Is none other than ‘Money’, ogre.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.
ksjpari
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40/M/Surat, Gujarat, India
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 12:29 AM UTC
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