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Hey, wealth?
Life seems tethered to your sway.
Even for basic joys and peace,
It’s through you, they say.
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The more I have, the more I crave,
When scarce, worries do reside.
With more within grasp, ambition grows,
Seeking societal pride and wide.
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Yet I paused, stepped back in time,
Shedding all that was just for show.
Within months, sans my luxury ride,
A regal life began to glow.
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Dear wealth, it’s not you to blame,
It was my heart, lost and confined.
You were meant for essential needs,
Yet I was misled, to you I was blind.
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This is one of the poems from my poetry book, Ink and Emotions: The Poetry of Existence, a collection of 51 poems that take you on a journey through the depths of the human heart.
