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Life Is Like A Spiders Web
Life is
Like a spiders web
Many tiny strands of
Desire, relations
Greed and love
Woven together
Makes it complex
If desires are fulfilled
Life looks rosy
If relations with
People are nice
Life is happy
Without greed
Life becomes easy
When love is all around
Life is like
A merry go around
Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar
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Chocolate and Wine
The arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my gentle mind
That transpires my drift full need
Into an uncontrollable find
The persuasion of the heretic
Shapes your decisive pleasure
That product, that thing you will find
You will happily find in your leisure
But the arch of greed
Casts a shadow over my indecisive mind
That transpires my begging need
Into an indescribable find
This is my cherished addiction of chocolate and wine...
From this I never wish to decline!
Copyright of Sara Tehrani
Sara Tehrani
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For KK
they call her genius
because she makes a lot of money
without having to exert
any effort, she plays with time
as though time is a
pet dog,
she uses a few words to
enforce her commandments of
greed
and what is surprising is this:
the robots
her slaves obey without question
reaping the fruits of
effortless greed
and offering all of these
in her tray of
luxury,
we who earned each penny
with honesty
do not watch her with envy
neither do we pray
for her eventual debris
we pity her well
for
at the end
her destiny is
hell...
RIC S. BASTASA
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MOST SOUGHT IDOL
Gambling
You are the most sought idol
You appeal to mens greed
With the bait of chance
Their destiny became tied
By their very hands
On the edges of dice
They are pierce with sorrow
You loath their wealth
You damage their health
Relationship was severed
With the cruelty of your deed
And the poison of greed
You wear the cloth of chance
And painted yourself
With the colour of fate
They gamble today
To crumble their future
Their past became ghost
That haunts them to the grave
Seun Bewaji
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