You all get lost
“You all get lost “I blasted the friends,
'You all have robbed me” in the ends,
'Why could I not smell your presence?
'Was that not the necessity or essence?
I was struck and dumb founded,
presence of greed, lust, hate so sounded,
that too in the form of friends rounded,
still firmly placed inside and grounded,
had I not heard your conversation?
I would have been the always in question,
was I guided by the force external?
Or was it the fight internal?
I lament and express my sorrow,
what would I leave for tomorrow?
was I here always to borrow?
Only to give love a room to grow,
'And you remained my closet mate'
you were the one who always hate,
Why didn’t I show you the gate?
Why I allowed you to shape my fate?
And you too dear o, greed,
always I fought for not so need,
created class, cast and more creed,
spread the poison like water with weed,
I may look unwise and foolish,
may leave the world without accomplish,
I will look so down with shame,
Not you all but I only to blame,
You all have done a tremendous loss,
I was master and always a boss,
I used to win without any toss,
Now I play all games but with loss,
O, dear Money you made big hole,
you were not prime but stood as pole,
why I not alarmed with lost game whole,
With all this signals I missed bug role,
Had It not been because of you all?
Would that not have been day of call/
Why should I try and prevent any fall,
Game I have lot even with new ball,
'You forgive us all for what we did?
Never we hide our presence candid,
you never got or thought in mind,
never you paid any attention of any kind,
had it been not we present in you?
You would have never remembered 'THOU'
Why then you downs us so lower,
Like you not many but find so fewer,
You are very pious and so religious,
but rest are many with greed and vicious,
It is not we who make you so down,
It is your fault by which you are drown,
We all just stayed and made you aware,
who was stopping you from taking care?
This is just alarm and ringing bell,
neither is the story nor simple tale
why did we chose not angles but man?
So rush he to God and apology can,
all money you made after great run,
all will be in vain and you not have fun
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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And no comment
It was never a good intent
I won’t offer any comments
They all did harm and deserted
Vanished from the scene as soon as I asserted
Why should we tolerate such enemies inside?
Why don’t we push them beside?
They are all of no use to the cause
Better we go on without any pause
You all get lost “I blasted the friends,
'You all have robbed me” in the ends,
'Why could I not smell your presence?
'Was that not the necessity or essence?
I was struck and dumb founded,
presence of greed, lust, hate so sounded,
that too in the form of friends rounded,
still firmly placed inside and grounded,
had I not heard your conversation?
I would have been the always in question,
was I guided by the force external?
Or was it the fight internal?
I lament and express my sorrow,
what would I leave for tomorrow?
Was I here always to borrow?
Only to give love a room to grow,
'And you remained my closet mate'
you were the one who always hate,
Why didn’t I show you the gate?
Why I allowed you to shape my fate?
And you too dear o, greed,
always I fought for not so need,
created class, cast and more creed,
spread the poison like water with weed,
I may look unwise and foolish,
may leave the world without accomplish,
I will look so down with shame,
Not you all but I only to blame,
You all have done a tremendous loss,
I was master and always a boss,
I used to win without any toss,
Now I play all games but with loss,
O, dear Money you made big hole,
you were not prime but stood as pole,
why I not alarmed with lost game whole,
With all this signals I missed bug role,
Had It not been because of you all?
Would that not have been day of call/
why should I try and prevent any fall,
Game I have lot even with new ball,
'You forgive us all for what we did?
Never we hide our presence candid,
you never got or thought in mind,
never you paid any attention of any kind,
had it been not we present in you?
You would have never remembered 'THOU'
Why then you downs us so lower,
Like you not many but find so fewer,
You are very pious and so religious,
but rest are many with greed and vicious,
It is not we who make you so down,
It is your fault by which you are drown,
We all just stayed and made you aware,
who was stopping you from taking care?
This is just alarm and ringing bell,
neither is the story nor simple tale
why did we chose not angles but man?
So rush he to God and apology can,
all money you made after great run,
all will be in vain and you not have fun
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Power and life... By ajreeves wooo 13 last week
fallen power will kill us all,
greed,
destruction,
will make us fall,
why does no-one see fit to see,
relentless of personality,
that whereever there is a soul out there,
we where made!
made to care!
Money was not given to rule!
niether was war, war was a tool!
war was a tool of greed and doom!
forever incripted and elapsed in gloom!
we where made! As luck may have it!
to be as one and always show it!
give our love to those need!
need more than us and we need to feed!
give light to those who drown in sorrow!
and always sleep ready for tomorow!
poem by Ashley Reeves
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The Murder Of Humanity
Once there lived two friends,
human and humanity.
human was loving and caring,
while humanity spread peace and brotherhood.
under their friendship tree,
everyone was happy and merry.
in the same world lived Hate and Greed, full of sinister.
very different from all the other.
who were always jealous of human and humanity,
and they tried hard to part the friends
and throw them away in different ends.
the did succeed,
in the heart of human they planted hate-seed.
soon the seed started to rear,
and human was left with no love and care.
it turned furious towards humanity.
all their friendship woes turned into enmity.
hate and greed infected human one after the other.
and made human to commit the murder.
end of peace was marked with the murder of humanity,
in some lost corner is the grave of humanity,
now the world knows only hate, greed and enmity.
Coffin Of Gold
All around its greed
More more more I need
If I have one I need more
I am not satisfied anymore
Not in my dream, I would share
Greed overtook me and I stopped to care
I am no longer satisfied with anything
Feel like owning everything
All the money in the world
Still greed tells me more and more
Where I will bury all these wealth
I have lost myself that’s the truth
Help me …to me they plead
Greedy I am to see them plead
What will I do with all these money?
Still more more more I need
Maybe I will have a coffin of gold
Stacked inside with paper money
Where will I take these after I die?
With open arms and in coffin I lie
No more can I hold anything
The truth to leave behind everything
Still I am filled with greed
More more more I need
poem by Jibin Joseph
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God's Battleground
God dwells in you; in pride and shame,
In all you do to blight or bless;
In all you are of praise and blame,
In beauty or in ugliness.
"Divine Creation" - What a fraud!
God did not make you . . . You make God.
God lives in me, in all I feel
Of love and hate, of joy and pain,
Of grace and greed, or woe and weal,
Of fear and cheer, of loss and gain:
For good or evil I am He,
Yea, saint or devil, One are we.
God fends and fights in each of us;
His altars we, or bright or dim;
So with no sacerdotal fuss
But worthy act let's worship Him:
Goodness is Godness - let us be
Deserving of Divinity.
And of His presence be aware,
And by our best His love express;
A gentle word is like a prayer,
A kindly act is holiness:
Don't let God down; let Him prevail
And write his AMEN to our tale.
poem by Robert William Service
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The Need And The Greed
Need is a desire; greed is a desire.
Desires denied, sufferings surface.
Need is met at ease but not the greed
Which is boundless with sufferings profound.
Need and greed aren’t in water tight cells.
Need might restrict to physical wants.
Greed is for ego’s gratification.
Possessiveness is the sign of the greed.
To earn by wrongful means is from greed.
To exploit and hoard is an act of greed.
To garner and flaunt all you have is greed.
Greedless, though penny-less, you’re loveable.
To sedate the pride is to tame the greed.
To kindle the pride is to fuel the greed.
Having got money, power and possession,
As the result of greed, you will lose peace.
Remove the greed; jealousy is gone.
Remove the greed; no feeling of revenge.
Hail the poor and condemn the greedy.
Then the tendency to grow rich will wane.
Live simple; live humble; then need is less.
Be proud to own a bicycle, not a car.
Value one who owns a bicycle, not a car.
You will have saved energy and the nature.
Don’t embrace comforts, which will weaken you.
Don’t enthuse with ego, which will make loss big.
Unlike the cheat, being poor is not a shame.
Less wants; less sufferings, more happiness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Hate Loving You
I hate the way you made me cry
I hate that amzing sparckle in your eyes
I hate that you told me you loved me
Complete lie...
I hate how you looked at me and told me youd never leave
I hate how it was all just make believe
I hate the way you smile at me
I hate the way that makes me not breath
You make me stop and stare
I hate it
You make me not care
I hate it
You made me take down that wall
Now your not around to watch me fall
whos fault is that..?
....Mine..?
I wanna blame you
I realy do
But im the one who believed you
So I just want you to know
I hate how i love you
poem by Anna Edwards
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Greed is Good
“Greed is good! ” they say
Some say “Greed is great! ”
Will they say that when the masses
Are bashing down their gate?
Will they still pray to their god ‘Greed’
When they find that it’s too late?
All the starving children
They don’t think greed is good
They would rather have each day
A sufficiency of food
All the freezing homeless
How great is greed to those?
A bit of tin to shelter in
Would please them (I suppose)
What good is greed to anyone
When it is served with hate?
I’d rather have a shred of humanity
Sitting on my plate
poem by Neil Milliner
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How To Make Money
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money;
tell me sweet love
you tell me
how to make money
how to make an easy billion
the world’s full of it
in cyberspace
and in shopping malls;
the world’s full of money schemes
in our real world
and where we buy a drink
or get more fries
it’s full on
about how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
make money, pal
they say
doing nothing;
I’ve got an auto system
and all you need is internet
and all you’ve got to do
is sit back and let the dollars roll
into your bank account
so tell me
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
come in to this meeting
another group says
and we’ll show you how
show you how easy it is
how easy it is to make money:
it’s auto, auto, auto, fully automated
and the money keeps coming;
the money rolls
rolls in, rolls in, rolls in
tell me
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
it’s all so easy
because we want
you to enjoy the life
we’ve earned;
we’ve made our money
and we want you to share
in the happiness;
it’s all so easy, dear friends –
we’ll guide you each step of the way;
we’ll show you how to make the money
so they’ll tell us
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money:
the only thing is
what they mean is
how to make money for them, babe,
how to make money for them
with a simple transfer of money
transfer of money, transfer of money
transfer of money from the foolish
transfer of money from the foolish to the deceitful;
wealth is, dear darling,
wealth is the transfer of money
from the foolish to the cunning
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money;
tell me sweet love
you tell me
how to make money
how to make an easy billion
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Quit Greed At Top-Speed
When greed takes the upper hand
It equals flooding severely the land
More and more of watering is foolish
As grain will never thrive like fish
When in excess grows one's need
There only comfortably settles greed
Little children must have read Midas
To know about arising-from-greed loss
Of course, chances to learn are there
But, mind tries to be always only unfair
Often we must beat our mind strongly
If its movements are made wrongly
If our mind is simply by us let loose
Only to be greedy, we will choose
We need not aim for great growth
If our life will turn rough, not smooth
Contentment is a golden policy
It will make getting peace easy
Dear soul, develop enough attitude
That alone proves you are shrewd.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Lost To Find My Lot
Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd I’m losing my breath,
Lost as a kid, lost as an adult
I feel everything is falling apart and its my fault
Lost as a person, cant find my way
Lost in life every day, Lost in worry
Who am I?
I’ve lived a Lie
Lost to Kindness,
Lost to Love
Lost in the sky,
Like a lonely dove
Lost in thought which I shouldn’t do
It Winds me up,
I can’t get through
Lost to comfort all kind words
Lost to advice that isn’t heard
Lost to those who really care?
All these people always there
Lost in Me, I need a break
Lost in wonder which road should I take?
Lost in a place I don’t know well
Where are you now? There’s no one to tell
Lost here all alone To break these walls
Lost in mind
Lost in soul
Lost memories, there just a hole
Lost family, lost my place
Still yet I’m full of hate
Lost in boredom think I’ll leave
There’s a lot in life I need to achieve
poem by Olivia Braun
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A Poem For A Friend Dying of Cancer
I forgive you, Lord, for all your cruelty
And the way you really had it in for me,
The way you let them break my heart,
The way they tore my happiness apart.
I forgive you, Lord, but I don't see why
I should honour you because you chose to die,
I hate the way you've crucified my friends
Proclaiming that your Great Love nrver ends!
I forgive you, Lord, for all the suffering
That you allowed, and how you didn't bring
Relief for friends who lay there in their pain,
I forgive you, Lord, perhaps you are insane!
I forgive you, Lord, you really make me sick,
Your clever words are just a cunning trick,
Why don't you save my friend who's going to die,
She's only 31, and you won't tell me why.
I don't forgive you, Lord, the end has come
For a Creator who's both deaf and dumb,
I hate you now for all eternity,
And the reason for my hatred is obvious to see.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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These times
And soon the vaults were empty
of the stuff we call money
as many lost sleep at night
in a dream of deep fright
Horrific story after story was told
by folks we know, and in the news
by folks starting careers so new
by folks growing tired and old
Then came a call so bold
carried by The Voice of old
to be learned from our Earth
in these times of dearth
Listen to the call my friends:
water for life
water for all
water for survival
water for food
water for stability
water for equality
One by one, people began to listen
of a new change rising on the horizon
But for some the call was lost
in hearts of heartless greed
who care not of water in time of need
And so the banks remained empty
of the stuff we call money
and many lost sleep at night
in a waking dream filled with fright
poem by William Waterway
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These Times
And soon the vaults were empty
of the stuff we call money
as many lost sleep at night
in a dream of deep fright
Horrific story after story was told
by folks we know, and in the news
by folks starting careers so new
by folks growing tired and old
Then came a call so bold
carried by The Voice of old
to be learned from our Earth
in these times of dearth
Listen to the call my friends:
water for life
water for all
water for survival
water for food
water for economic stability
water in the name of equality
One by one, people began to listen
of a new change rising on the horizon
But for some the call was lost
in hearts of heartless greed
who care not of water in time of need
And so the banks remained empty
of the stuff we call money
and many lost sleep at night
in a waking dream of deep fright
poem by William E. Marks
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I Hate to Love
I hate to love
as it gives pain
I hate to love
and be a loser ever again
I hate to love
as I treat lovers insane
I hate to love
as it is brittle as a cane
I hate to love
as it gives sorrow
I hate to love
it’s not like money that u can borrow
I hate to love
as it ends unhappily
When a partner goes away
and the other waits sadly
I hate to love
as it needs a pair
it’s like a game
in which everything is fair
I hate to love
when love is one-sided
If one flirts
the other lives parted
I hate to love
when someone plays a game
and the other unknowingly
comes under his tame
I hate to love
when it is false
in this case it has no effect
and no cause
I hate, I hate, I hate
I hate everything about love
b’coz hatred is the
extremity of love
This experience is
different in it’s feel
It’s gained only
after a strong zeal
If you Love to Hate
It means you are in Anger
But if you Hate to Love
it means you were someday a Betrayed Lover….
poem by Bineeta Kharga
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If i died tomorrow
if i died tomorrow
would you be hit by the sorrow
would you just shrug your shoulders
record my death and stick it in some folders
because if i die the world will continue
but not just for the others including you
but also for tom dick and harry
and even for that man standing on his larry
ofcourse i would be missed by some
not to see that would be dumb
but looking back at the times ive had
my life has not been that bad
so if i died tomorrow
nothing more i would borrow
another breath i would not take
so listen to me for goodness sake
i dont regret my life
even if it has been a bit of a strife
and if i dont regret it
not even one little bit
then why should u care if i die
why should you even let out a sigh
you should care because i am dead inside
because i have made people crie
i have cause accidents and solved some
and cause people to become scum
i made people swear and curse
and caused myself a increadible thirst
ive caused fights between friends
when the solution was just round the bend
ive lost friends and gained new ones
and caused people to hold there tongues
yes ive caused many incidents
and ive never made a mint
my problems are nothing to be proud off
some may say they made me soft
but i am what i am
an what you think of me i dont give a damn
because if i died tomorrow
then everyone i know would feel sorrow
poem by Daniel Laurence
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Love is hate
Love is hate
Teaches to hate greed and lust
Love is passion
It is played with full affection
Love is companion
It teaches to live together
Love is care
If the game is kept fair
Love is compromise
When made lives become paradise
Love is delight
When avoided doubt
Love is sacrifice
and it is made in complete silence
Love is sweet pain
No matter whether you lose and win
Love is nice beautiful
When partners are faithful
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Wallow in the Greed
If you could know how much I earn,
I'm sure to see you blush!
To earn the stipend that I do
Will mean therefore, I look at you
From high above in my success
And say to you, 'Poor thing, God bless.'
The greedy bastard that I am –
I love to drown in bling!
Unlike you – so bloody poor, and
Picking coins up off the floor!
But sorry mate, I'm not to blame –
The fact your bank account is lame!
Come and see my flashy car,
Awash inside with leather –
I saw the battered wreck you drive,
Spewing out its oily smog!
Your banger, friend, is such a dog –
Clanking out its dialogue.
I shall die in gleaming wealth,
Floating out in gentle stealth –
Having bought an excellent health.
As for you, my hard-up mate,
You'll fade away a slave to fate,
Surviving on the welfare state.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Greed, greed, greed, greed
Greed, greed, feed the greed.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Powerless
Powerless
I am powerless without your presence
Don’t leave me and go even at once
You have come to my by hard efforts
I have feeling of joy when ships anchor at ports
You always gently swung the pendulum
Person comes in the form and can’t remain mum
Your presence is seen and observed
You remain only with those who deserved
I realized no importance when you were here
I became powerless when you went somewhere
I felt as if whole energy is taken away
I have been made beggar and brought on the way
I pull the month with great difficulty
I feel shame on self and feel pity
You are great source of strength and power
You are staying with luckiest one and fewer
I request you to come back and stay
Promise me not to go any time away
I land in problems when you leave
I become cheerful when you say and nicely behave
My whole budget goes up side down
I have to bear burnt and so many losses to own
I can’t go alone without your hand
All people turn against me as foes from friends
I will love you so much and pray
You only help and find a way
Never leave me even if I commit mistake
I shall not sleep and remain awake
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Greed..
Greed will make you hurngry
you'll never get enough...
it can tear a life apart
Greed is nasy stuff..
don't get greedy - don't be greedy
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
(i'm telling ya man...)
i know a man named Jessy
his Grandma was sitting good..
he set out to win her turst
and take everything he could..
he got greedy
he was greedy..
Jessy let himself get greedy
And He can't go back again...
Greed turns family on family
makes a friend the enemy
it can turn you on your Grandma
blinding you so you can't see..
it will turn you on your parents..
and tear your world apart..
there's no way you can change it
once you let it in your heart..
don't be greedy
don't get greedy..
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
once someone has been cheated
or swindeled it's a shame
greed will leave them cold and Angry
with only You to blame....
no one will ever trust you
trust gets burried in the past..
you're better of financialy'
but money it won't last..
don't get greedy don't be greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...
once greed becomes a partner
and all is said and done..
when your lookin down at a grave...
can you really feel you won?
you now have more than others
you worked hard to steal it all..
others may have earned it but
your the one who made that call..
no one thought you'd do it
it never crossed their mind..
they trusted that you would be fair
but that was once upon a time...
you let yoursef get greedy,
you got greedy
And once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again....
someday you'll miss your sister
your parents and cousins too..
the black sheep of the family
will turn a lonesome blue...
don't be greedy, don't get greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...
poem by Connetta Jean
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