Money : poem by Aakash Agrahari #5

 Money





Today money winning every single heart,

It's presence in every parts.

I wish I had a lot of money,

It's just what I want honey.

It's a weapon for rich

And survival needs for poor.


And there's a bitch named inflation,

Which leading us in backward direction.

Rich people say money doesn't matter,

Let's ask to the poor the same question.


Making alot of money is my dream,

I am also it's one of victim.

Money comes lately but goes instantly,

I can't hold it or use it correctly.


Time is money,

Earning it is my journey.

It's a power,

Everyone wants it.


For others, it is just a piece of paper,

For me, it's my source of happiness.

Everyone in this world has common on them,

It's money, money and money.

                                           -Aakash Agrahari


Fun fact:

My money don't jiggle jiggle, neither folds, it vanishes.


 

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