Lalit Kishore
Jan 201 min read
Wealth's Dangerous Conceit: Micro-Poems
Wealth's Dangerous Conceit: Micro-Poems HAIKU Pride of wealth's is sinful Let it not get better of you Keep far from its lure! AI HAIKU Gold gleams, heart grows hard, Sinful pride then takes its hold, Turn away, be free. LIMERICK A rich man, with pockets so deep, Thought gold was the promise to keep. But pride, like a vine, So darkly entwined, His soul was left empty inside. CINQUAIN Wealth, Shining bright, A tempting, gilded cage, Its lure can blind the humble heart,













