Patrick N Oct 2014

We prosper by our connectivity
it permits us influence and involvement
which invokes within us a feeling of usefulness
a sense of purpose that allows us to believe,
we are worthy of being beloved

Lies! Money is greed, greed is money,
Credit is given to the wrong types of people.
The stupid ones who were not taught
How to behave with their newfound freedom
And systems of fake income!
Don't spend what you do not have,
But they believed they had everything.
Love. Money. Sex. Fame and fortune, the world
Was in their hands!
Until it all crashed down in 1929

The wise  head becomes a fool sans money,
While the goon with quids around to throw
Assumes a sage--the mayor of phony county.
Why should the prince of letters anyhow
Be in want--lacking in substance great,
Flourishing instead in some wretched state?

Yet the politicians who run down the economy
And men of baser thoughts that make heaven's
Hallowed eyes drop tears by their steamy
Smut businesses and those of unholy deals
Do seem to prosper much in this awkward
World,with those that vaunt at the Lord.

the wealth of your life
is in the love that you sow
and gently nurture

Senryu
Julian Jun 2015

Rough roads crunchy stones a long walk far from home in search for the peace dome.

I run in a yellow brick road filled with sunshine and true smiles
To have happiness is to believe in deserts with no cries.

when the sun and the rain collide they conceive a rainbow
Which represents :love ,peace and prosperity.

With the rainbow mindset we reach our pursuit for happiness.

Learn to live freely in the present moment.

Human poems
Sarah Meow May 2012

Unprovided -- the pleasure of pleasing
is, after all, a painting that resolves
the irritating swings of a taxed evolution.

It seems that energetic trainees
of the future keep firm invitations
on the list of approved measures.

Yet living is not a guesstimate, reality
is attached by humor to the document
that simply reads "I'm not sure."

Imagine civilization as eight-years-old.
By want, business drains, not one laugh,
but the replacement of being one's own.

Shaped, the body is wary of the
counselor and satisfied by the character
of a farmer and time away from scorn.

Hang a map of sensibility in the kitchen,
where bare eyes can respond -- tokens of
action are the door prize for motivation.

The lessons not yet learned are musical.

Sonia Thomas Jan 2016

You’re prosperity, I’m wisdom.
I could count.
You could walk into my castle of dreams.
I write you out.
You fill my life with the riches of your eyes.
My words may not live long.
But, love, your eyes will never die.
The way they have become the sunshine outside my window never will.

Wisdom and Prosperity.
If we’re fools, we’ll part.

This was written based on the meaning of my name and the meaning of The Boy's name.
First published here - https://lookingfornirvana.wordpress.com/2014/02/25/such-fools/
Nickel Jul 2014

I look up to everything you are.
My vision of clarity.
I've loved you for so long.
My song of familiarity.
I believe in you.
Even when you didn't ask me to.
I found my prosperity with you.
A river of hope, flowing endlessly.

Pamela Rae Feb 2015

{Sometimes when moments of reality invade my existence, I am left wanting more, so I create.}

I look into the realm of the invisible and conjure this most amazing
and enthralling scene:

the day dawns bright and sunny, the sky is a brilliant blue, the grass
an emerald green

and the birds sing gaily in greeting just because they are overjoyed that
I am within their midst,

that I have arrived to share their realm, to bask in the immense pleasure
and joy
that they sing of so eloquently--

Looking around, I see no pain, I see no sickly and needy members of humanity

for all are welcome, all are glowing with the most illustrious and prime brilliance of health and wellbeing--

there is much prosperity alive in each of our lives, in each of our hearts and souls--
for here in this most marvelous of realms, prosperity is synonymous with LOVE--
and beauty here is laced so intricately with LOVE, as well--

any and all who have LOVE are richly blessed and want for nothing
for LOVE is all sustaining and easily fills all cups to their brims;
no cup is ever empty, for should one cup get spilled or lose it's precious and most valuable reserve even a tiny bit,
all who are near will rush with joy to share the immense and unending prosperity of this LOVE that each carry so jubilantly within their hearts, souls, lives here in this most amazing of realms...

...and in every direction, upon each inhabitant's lips
are words echoing the immense love
and gratitude, appreciation--
indeed acclamation
for all that is Now
and all that ever will be...
This immense and most precious of Gifts:
Prosperity which is synonymous
with LOVE...

and then the day starts all over again...

dawning so bright and sunny, the sky a most brilliant and amazing blue,
the grass a rich and vibrant emerald green,
the songbirds singing with jubilance and joy as never before heard
in any other realm
and each beautiful soul living here
with a prosperous heart filled to the brim
with that most precious and beautiful commodity:

LOVE.

©Pamela Rae 2.27.2015

This is what I envision whenever things get a bit rough in the real world and I have no doubt that this place does indeed exist...(I'll be there one day!)
Ellie Geneve Mar 2016

"To prosper", I whispered to myself
every time I felt
just a little closer to mind absence.
Just a reminder of my reason being.

Katie Sep 2014

it's been a circus blur
a whirlwind of uncertainty
smothers me with unfamiliarity
vintage friends have become foreign territory
been burning incense for some clarity
just hoping to find a little prosperity

SPT Jan 2015

Poetry
Where words
Collide
With life
Meaning felt
A more pleasurable verse
Than any mans words
Laden a shore
Bearing more weight than gold
More than treasure troves
What burrows my mind
With
each and every word
It's grace in fulfillment
A binding curse
Of these poorest riches
I am thee
Richer in words

Vincent Jabre May 2015

Oh tiny twinkles on the extravagant cosmos above
Eradicating the melancholy in the depths of my psyche
For the wistfulness is but an unpleasant sentiment
Comes and goes as it pleases. But love
is a constant emotion
reigns over, so mighty
Demands sacrifice, integrity, and devotion
And I am not a fool
But I have an interesting notion
With which will make me rule.
In the end please understand
That my despise for mourns is not to reprimand
But to value fondness
Cause I have lived the shallow aches
But fractured they are now
So now I meet her, like a tryst
Guidance to eternal affection, the plot twist
Once again I’m fond of love        
Since I saw the tiny twinkles on the extravagant cosmos above    
                                                                                                                     -VJ

Seeing the twinkling stars unraveled a locked path of new possibilities fond of love and prosperity.
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