world of wealth






the jingling of the coins

sew the beats of reign

while the golden glaze of her

makes the eyes to stick together


stamping her supremacy

demanding for intimacy

but man remember this

never love money like a miss


for she is none's ever

but flows like a river

a transient visitor

and a dream begatter


who befriends none

but loves to be the one

in whom life blooms

like a flower without gloom


and this is the truth

we all get stuck to her worth

calling for a look beyond drill

where genuinely hives our will


over the moor

beyond the shore

stood the pearl plethora

rooted in humility aura


deepening her halo

with ev'ry serve to the needy fellow

which is much brighter than the golden glow

that once stole all my precious shows.


(c)waterdroplet

C15.04.2023


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