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Everyone per se is a money buyer
Without money no survival
Some buy money
Selling their talent
Some by creative intelligence
Some by manual labour
Some by physical skills
Some by running businesses
Some by running industries
Some by horse trading
Some by cheating
Some by beating
There are myriad ways of buying money
Most efficient being a political leader
Least tiring being a
Beggars don't accept in kind
They need money in hand
After all they need to buy a bottle
They can't ask for it in the open
For buying money
You have to put some effort as a price
Hard work to begging
Everyone per se is a money buyer
It's just a satire!
Amy Perry Jun 25
What do I have at my disposal?
A knack for always wanting to write
My intuitive messages down.
But it’s got no substance,
It’s got no meat.
I’m all bread and cheese and
Condiment without any meat.
It’s fitting for a vegan, I suppose,
But not for a poet.
The poet has to lead breadcrumbs
For the reader in order to get to the meat
Of the poem, the substance, the protein.
Where is it?
I’m lacking substance where I have all these
Nice little toppings and sauces and vegetables,
I have a dipping sauce for this sandwich,
But no meat!
I have to go to the store,
I have to keep honing my skill.
I have to develop a hunger for meat.
SammyJoe Jun 11
You love to be sesquipidilian,
As you lay your tiles on to my board,
With your totally sheer sciolism,
Is how all of your big points are scored

Your intricate skills of tmesis,
Laid horizontal and vertically on my squares,
As you use your well thought out accoutrements,
To cover me so I'm no longer bare.

You never confabulate with opponents
Your attention's always fixated on me,
That's why I'm ebullient and awaiting your prestidigitation,
Each and every time you decide to play me.
Sesquipidilian: given to the overuse of long words

Sciolism: pretentious superficiality of knowledge

Tmesis: the separation of the parts of a compound word by the intervention of one or more words; as, in what place soever, for whatsoever place

Accoutrements: Dress, or equipments

Confabulate: To talk familiarly together; to chat; to prattle.

Ebullient: joyously unrestrained

Prestidigitation: sleight of hand, execution of tricks
Humans  engrossed in making missiles,
Signing deals for showing skills
Forgot masks while designing wheels.

And now its real, without ventilators
Reveals all the feel
And Make us repeal,

It isn’t the first time, of ordeal
and yet we don’t appeal
for the freel.
freel=(land of the free )
Donna Mar 11
I have a challenge
It’s out of my comfort zone
It will just take time
will catch up soon reading your lovely poetry  just at the mo concentrating on my new job lots to learn and to take in ** I thought of this one this morning x
Jade C Nov 2019
I am bad at learning languages
I have often failed to identify
the bones of a sentence
in another tongue

I learn in other ways
read volumes of abstract
that make more sense than
anything vaguely
linguistically linear

I am bad at learning languages but
I am good at falling in love
at studying the bridge of your
like it's a sketch
from Michelangelo's early work

so I dropped the class
tied my shoelaces
politely returned the
imperative and subjunctive
no sé no way Jose

I am bad at learning languages
and sometimes bad at writing poems

I am good at falling in love
with every curve of your body
with every texture of your voice
I fall more in love every minute
that I call your image to mind

I am a good lover      
I failed Spanish class
Time flies on wings of lightning
When you love the things you do
So when you give to others
Give what is uniquely “YOU”

Your tasks will flow more sweetly
When you’re working from your heart
When following your passions
And you’re eager just to start

Each day do what is needed
But try to spend more time
Each day on using talents
And your wealth will start to climb

Increase your skills and learning
Every day learn something new
And let your path be guided
By what is uniquely “YOU”
This is Prosperity Poem 46 at  and you can see it displayed on a beautiful background here at
Deepali May 2019
I want to talk to you
And you and you too...
Filling the words in sentences i was fetching into...
Peace! I had great conversation last night
But it was not enough for rest of my life.
Desire Mar 2019
You need some gas in the tank
in order to get to the gas station...
Sometimes you have to burn fuel to get more fuel... Just don't burn through it all
before refilling, and don't refill
without using some... You dont want to
burn out empty or blow up and explode...
Dont worry about speed, as its limits vary,
but finding balance over the
bumpy roads of life - the ups and downs -
thats where the best moments are made.
The bumps, holes, and uneven streets
are part of the route to your destination, racetrack, and life journey...
So if all you have
is a little bit of gas, just above the "E,"
its all you need to get from Point A to Point B.
(even flat tires are temporary)
(you dont need a license to live)
(yes, I dragged this)
(catch my drift?)
(just drive)
Umi Feb 2019
One check of my accomplishments,
But furthermore a verification for skills,
The art of conversation shall be my judge,
And my experience so far my partner in crime,
As the master of this angelic pen I'll suffice,
Even if they find me underwhelmed,
Or leave with disappointment without another word,
It is only proof, I have too much to improve to give up!
One way or the other, I find my hand guide the way,
With gentle movements, a delicate caligraphy has been created,
Thus, a deep breath, calming my tired nerves, helps me relax,
A clear mind is required for a difficult task after all,
And so, my hand gently, softly calls for the cover of this pen,
Time flew past without distraction, confidently,
Handing away this work I wait for the results,
Starting to become nervous down to my very core,
What if it wasn't good enough?

~ Umi
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