"commercially" poems
Who controls our banking?
Ruinous fees for money lending.
Who questions their investing?
Why so dear for money dealing?
Who does profit from accounting?
Our finances they're controlling,
While our economy they're ruining,
They're amassing fortunes pecuniary,
Big business for them, commercially.
Let's question their accountability
For our faceless Australian economy,
Profits overseas they're sending---
So much for Australian banking!!!
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC
Fashion designer Manav Gangwani feels that the Hindi film industry acts as a catalyst for the Indian fashion industry.
He believes that since Bollywood has a huge fan base, it helps in getting a designer’s brand recognised.
Gangwani says the Indian couture industry has significantly evolved over the past years and it is the responsibility of the fashion fraternity to keep this evolution constant. “Over the years, I have always added a modern twist to the silhouettes in my couture collections. The couture industry has significantly evolved over the past years. I think it is important that we keep this evolution constant,” Gangwani said in an earlier occasion.
The designer, who has styled Bollywood stars like Hrithik Roshan, Kangana Ranaut and Aishwarya Rai Bachchan, believes that associating with such celebrities does a world of good to a designer’s creations.
“Bollywood certainly acts as a catalyst for the Indian Fashion industry in terms of retail. In one way or another, the designers prefer to commercially dress up a celebrity outfit for a film rather than showcasing it exclusively on the ramp. Since Bollywood has millions of followers, the brand recognition through it goes a long way,” Gangwani told in an interview.
The designer, who also had the honour of dressing the King Of Bhutan Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck, shared that the “potential customers are more discerning than ever and have a growing penchant for exclusivity”.
The growing couture industry has set high standards for aspiring designers and that intense competition makes designers put their best work forward, he added.Read more at:http://www.marieaustralia.com/formal-dresses-brisbane | www.marieaustralia.com/black-formal-dresses
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 12:34 AM UTC
First commercially successful
Video game technology
Pong arcade video game
Made by Atari
Loved by millions instantly
Started an 80 billion dollar industry
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong
Simplistic graphics still astound
Mesmerized by the sound
Blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
PONG!!!
Hah! Point made
In the shade!
First to eleven
In Pong heaven
Blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Blip
Pong, blip
Pong, blip
PONG!!!
A social lubricant it became
Relationships formed
Playing the game-
Rocking to our favorite songs
Staying awake all night long
Taking turns playing Pong
Pong -no Ping-
Just Pong
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 9:09 PM UTC
She looked down at her feet with blue eyes,
Her hair bouncing commercially.
Pink straps lashed down each delicate foot;
The rhinestones at the ankle strap flashed gaudily,
Beckoning other girls to follow those feet anywhere.
She looked at the clerk with blue eyes.
A fashionable smile marred her face briefly,
As she blinked down at the person who, before,
Had been taller than she.
Teeth glinted to match the stones on the shoes,
Which she carefully removed from her feet,
And handed to the clerk.
She looked into her purse with blue eyes,
And pulled from it with vacation brown hands,
A wallet, in which was placed her father’s credit card.
She drew the card out of the leather pocket,
Using a natural, swift motion,
And placed it on the efficient mall counter.
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 12:46 AM UTC
Him: She looked different, I hadn’t seen her face this bright in a really long time. In that moment she was the moon, the star, a luminous soul that stood before my eyes. She was like confetti, leaving sparkles where she stepped. It wasn’t like the happiness she plastered on her face or the smile that made dimples appear on the ends of her lips. This was different. I could feel the energy.
Her cheeks swallowed her eyes whole and those hidden teeth behind her lips were exposed. It was just everything about her, how her voice was powerful and high-pitched just like a youngster. The way her pupils dilated and showed all her excitement. The way her soul radiated excitement and joy. It was everything about her, the way she moved, the way she spoke, the way she laughed. Happiness made her feel like she could do anything. Happiness was more than just beautiful on her. It was luminous and powerful.
Her: This happiness felt ineffable. It was more than just a star lighting up in the dark, it was more than the darkness fading away. It wasn’t the happiness that is supposed to be picture perfect or the commercially perfect of having pearly white teeth. It was the one that my soul roar and bursting away from the confinement. It was the happiness that made adrenaline rush through my veins and neurons spark every cell of mine. It was the happiness that made me not care about what others thought, whether I was too much or over-excited. I was happy, I was more than happy after a very long time. It didn’t matter to me. I felt fierce. I felt like a child. I felt everything beautiful and powerful. I didn’t want to lose it to others words or to anything in this world. I was going to protect it, guard it and hold on to it. I was going to shine and radiate.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
A daily dose of pleasure
Simple but treasured
Bottled and boxed
Scent or unscented
Refreshing in confidence
Flavors of the rainbow
Right blend to satisfy
Commercially seductive
Nov 12, 2009
Nov 12, 2009 at 2:49 PM UTC
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC
Unite in your unions!
Unite in your unions!
Unite in your unions and throw yourself face first in to your work!
Don your shirt or overalls,
Overhaul your boundaries to concreted foundations,
Regardless of what nation you adhere yourself to.
Still you work yourself to the bone so your home can pull through.
Pull through what?
This so called "economic catastrophe"
Will work turn into something done for free?
Used to create social links and acquaintances to support our future selves.
Favours like cans, stacked on shelves.
Cashed in for food to much,
Blankets for warmth,
A place to rest and huddle and slump.
As positive as it seems surely that'd backfire.
Paid work becomes something where few are hired.
An explosion of willing workers in their millions,
Forcing tired feet into the smallest of doors.
Hives of men and women, children, fathers and mothers,
Striving for space while engulfed by their brothers.
Enclosed in forecourts once commercially used,
These families that hustle and bustle get bruised.
Although this exists in the present, and past,
It's a consequence of utter nonsense.
Hopefully (and I say this wholeheartedly)... Hopefully...
Our "leaders" will cut out the rotting impurities and corruption in this economy.
Allowing us to be what our full potential shows us we could be.
Like countless Sci-Fi shows on TV.
Intergalactic human beings,
Where all politics are subdued by feelings.
A plethora of nations on orbiting space stations.
So unite in your unions people of Britain,
Unite in your unions people of China,
Unite in your unions people of Russia,
Unite as a world and demolish these dangers!
Goodbye.
Zàijiàn.
Dasvidaniya.
Aug 29, 2010
Aug 29, 2010 at 8:09 PM UTC
“Commercially Successful”
—the metaphysical oxymoron
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 12:59 AM UTC
the view
from down here
is appalling
and i fear
i will never
be among
the stars
again.
only a fool
seeks the stars.
lying in a
pool of tears
on my
commercially
friendly
beige
carpet
i know what
is not for me.
never was for me.
i remember
when all the
world and love
were young
and truth
in every
shepherd's tongue.
i remember
dreams i had
before
i came
down
here.
i
hate
it
here.
but at least
i have
truth
in my
heart.
truth is a
cold companion
it sits with
me in silence
day
after day
after
day.
music is not for me
its effects are
too overwhelming
yet i listen
anyway
mile
after mile
after
mile
day
after day
after
day
through rolling hills
sunrise and
afternoon light
windmills
stand proud
their master unseen
grasses stretch
toward the sun
leaves fall
from the trees
and i stumble
in between.
i see cows
chewing their
cud
eyes dead and
i find no
pleasure in
eating.
mile
after mile
after
mile
with truth
and lies
i fly as
fast
as i dare
just
so i
can walk
up ugly
green stairs
and try
to convince
myself
that
i
am
home.
love is not for me
though love
overwhelms me
consumes me
since my eyes
first opened
and oxygen rushed
into lungs
pen to paper
and mind
to heart
i have
loved
and loved
and
loved
and
i
cannot
stop.
i am
made of
love
but love is not for me.
it never was
for me.
nothing is for me.
nothing.
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 6:01 PM UTC
And they were lost
among the TV commercials
and among reality TV
commercially it wasn't perfect
but it raked in enough
she felt out of place
in a world meant for less
he wished she wouldn't
wished she could understand
the need to experience
the others
the hurt
the broken
the lost
they were lost
in the pits
of the Minotaur
unsure of when
their yarn would run out
they were lost
in catacombs
built for great
Egyptian kings
They were lost
just like everybody else
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
You loudly speak as a mouth for hire,
Your eyes look but a proxy of alien vision
You ears hear as delegated organs
Your wholesome body is a satellite machine
Commercially angled for foul prosperity
Going in contrast to the holy covenant
With the Poor folks of your forlorn land,
Can’t you realize one time in future
That satellite organs shift in effect
With the shifting balance of the global fortunes,
It is only the voice of gender and the weakly voiceless
That suffers no withdrawl, it comes from eternity
And it will echo persistence beyond the confines
Of the satellite mouth in the poor world
That has destine in the horizon of money
Moral manipulation in contrast to fortitude.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 7:34 AM UTC
they'll give it a name,
but a name doesn't mean
they'll take it more seriously
now that it has a place
in the common vocabulary.
it's still something
they don't understand,
since they can't relate
to battling the heaviness
just to stay present,
they don't know the weight
of staying awake.
now they put it on screens,
they promote it commercially,
mass-produced relief.
it still doesn't equal acceptance,
and just being able to live
shouldn't need to be paid for.
they give it a name,
but a name doesn't mean
they're no longer afraid to say it.
though it has its own place
in the vocabulary,
the victims remain unseen.
Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 11:56 AM UTC
PHENOMENON STRANGE
LORD KIND,
Why have you made relationships so strange ?
Why is it that parents, their children love unconditionally, with all their heart.
These children are of their parents lives, the most important part.
Then these children, in response, return do not this love, unconditionally.
Many a times, we see these relationships are onesided with an angle of involvement commercially.
Parents practical are not, say these children, these silly inherents.
Strangely, the cycle repeats, where love they, their children more than their parents.
Of course, as usual, exceptions to the rule, there are always.
There are children, who upon their parents dote; and for them do a lot.
Lord, whatever, You do always has a reason valid; but understand it, we cannot.
Your ways complicated and strange are, out of our comprehensive range.
Can You in some way, explain this phenomenon strange ?
Armin Dutia Motashaw
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 4:15 PM UTC
"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXIII "
You theme you are the only one and crap
A conscious **** excreting mindflex mobile
Bone bag commercially impregnated
With a semblance of life called existence
Firmly pegged in this moments suffering
Or relief of suffering called happiness
By most swimmers in the we turbulent
Through cause and calmed through cause to each their own
Journey a needless needful thing of our
Humanity etcetera moving
So we must go no where or now here to
Be the undiscovered country glowing
Light forms solidifying matter forms
Melting cyclic wonderment of what's this
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 1:44 AM UTC
I want to be Someone
So unique
So special
That no matter who I meet
I leave an impression
Either on their heart
Or mind
I want to be someone
That changes another's life
Whether small or big
Someone that another
Cannot easily forget
Someone that they replay
Days after we've met
Someone that another
Can't believe exists
Because my beauty
On the inside
Rivals the one portrayed
On the outside
I want to be someone
That another wonders
How I could be
The way that I am
I want to be someone
That another gets lost
In my poetic aura
My beautiful mind
My raw honesty
My deep laughter
And all-consuming smiles
I want to be someone
That isn't cliche
That's original
And incomparable
Because there has never
Been anyone like me
Before
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Barely seconds into something, already hooked.
Why question anything if you know your stuff?
You know best that it’s easy to be overlooked,
Especially when you’re a diamond in the rough.
Undiscovered diamonds are beautiful no less,
Though nobody looks, for it seems a time waste,
It didn’t catch the eye, the moment won’t press,
Still there sits a wonderful creation, ever chaste.
Seemingly distant, yet inside shines with allure,
If not an established masterpiece it is known,
The unfamiliar treasure has naught to reassure,
The hallucination of becoming a precious stone.
All the treasured pieces and items universally,
Either tell a great tale, or will fetch a fine price.
The Wildflower diamond untold commercially,
And without a story, could be mistaken for ice.
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 10:40 AM UTC
Though I can find and buy the perfect glass to fit my fingers while I relish in the past regrets that linger in a shape that's vague enough to haunt me for the rest of my days,
I still can't help but wonder if all of it was just a vain attempt at trying to live a life that's been prescribed.
I mean, in the commercially acceptable sense.
I mean, in the romantically cinematic glimpse of what romance is supposed to be.
You know, heavy breathing and sepia tones.
What is it about hearing people having *** in an adjacent room that makes me feel at the same time both incredibly alive and also incredibly alone?
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 4:50 AM UTC
It is as if, as a intended intention, it was constantly going on, and even the stupidity of the free-thought minds is to be held; Now, beyond the world of tabloid media, the so-called. In the world of cheap, diluent-smelling influencers, which have been abandoned to pop culture, there could be a growing ruthless, almost intentionally brutal-hard competition for the sacred favor of followers and lyrics. Because now it seems as if all and everyone is a cheap, bribing, pathetic Jibs' sensation not only from the wide Cyber network of mass-information digital channels and networks, but also from the increasing decade its rather heating and determines it.
Now they can't dare to listen alone to the reasons of the already completely left -handed, which can be made, to be logically built -in clichés, because they are better off telling others what, where, where, and especially how to do it.
Personality as a temporary or if you like; an intermediate individual, no longer satisfied with the unrepeatable magic and perhaps specialty of the individuality of the individual. Cheap, dilute, reduced simplified sentences are grinding many cheap celebrity presenters on TV just like on the digital wavelength of commercially secured radios, and of course no one guesses, and knows that if pseudo-hazug news and rumors replace a poem, Perhaps the average brainwashed, hazelnuts of wild juggle men would be able to re-discover the small micro-capabilities of their thinking using autodidact methods.
It is as if this current vulnerable life seemed to be a pathetic, complex tangle, from which a safe panic-free release from a safe manifestation on asylum routes, as well as a fled mailer!
Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 9:50 PM UTC
You theme you are the only one and crap
A conscious **** excreting mindflex mobile
Bone bag commercially impregnated
With a semblance of life called existence
Firmly pegged in this moments suffering
Or relief of suffering called happiness
By most swimmers in the we turbulent
Through cause and calmed through cause to each their own
Journey a needless needful thing of our
Humanity etcetera moving
So we must go no where or now here to
Be the undiscovered country glowing
Light forms solidifying matter forms
Melting cyclic wonderment of what's this
May 28, 2020
May 28, 2020 at 8:07 PM UTC
"Sonnets from a Conversation with a friend XIII"
You theme you are the only one and crap
A conscious **** excreting mindflex mobile
Bone bag commercially impregnated
With a semblance of life called existence
Firmly pegged in this moments suffering
Or relief of suffering called happiness
By most swimmers in the we turbulent
Through cause and calmed through cause to each their own
Journey a needless needful thing of our
Humanity etcetera moving
So we must go no where or now here to
Be the undiscovered country glowing
Light forms solidifying matter forms
Melting cyclic wonderment of what's this
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 3:27 AM UTC
See the shapes with edges that make no sense in
a droll
green painting
Girl sing sing a song
Don't be loud and don't be strong
Let's frame this one with a gilded-golden frame
Stretch the canvas until the angles become soft
and lovely
and commercially purchasable
And let's hang it on our wall
because people don't have icons
they have words
hammered plaster
in bathrooms
"Live,love,life!"
"GRATITUDE"
No let's place the green girl on the wall
And wait for her to talk with us.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
"Enchanted"
Commercially created
Enchanted fairylands
Pervading psyches
Belittle reality
Dishearting millions
Creating legions
Numbly buying
Anything promising
Something
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 1:55 PM UTC