To scrutinize each detail twice
demands a tripled exertion.
To verify each fact thrice
exacts a sextupled duration.
Tag: cost
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The Price Justifies
The price justifies, some say,
When value meets the cost.
But what is true worth, I ask,
When all that’s gained is lost?For in the pursuit of riches,
We sacrifice our soul.
And trade our time for treasures,
That make us feel so whole.But can we buy contentment?
Or happiness untold?
Can wealth erase the emptiness,
That lingers in our core?The price justifies, perhaps,
For those who seek to please.
But true fulfillment comes from within,
And not from outward ease.So let us pause and ponder,
The worth of what we crave.
For in the end, the greatest prize,
Is one that we can save.The price justifies, some say,
But only if we choose.
To value what is truly precious,
And all that life imbues.Contentment, core, cost, crave, emptiness, Fulfillment, gain, happiness, justifies, life imbues, lost, outward ease, Pause, poem, poems, ponder, price, pursuit of riches, sacrifice, soul, trade time, Treasures, true worth, truly precious, value, within, worth
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Nothing Left to Cost
I’ve spent my life in search of gold,
But now I find I’ve nothing left to hold.
My heart is empty, my soul is dry,
I’ve nothing left to buy or why.I’ve traveled far and wide,
But all I’ve found is greed and pride.
I’ve seen the world, but all I’ve seen
Is people who are just as mean.I’ve given all I had,
But now I find I’ve nothing left to glad.
I’ve lost my faith, I’ve lost my hope,
I’ve nothing left to give or cope.I’m just an empty shell,
A broken man with nothing left to sell.
I’m just a man with nothing left to cost,
A man with nothing left to boast.
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Write to Inspire Poem
Write to Inspire Poem
Write to inspire, to light a fire,
To lift others up, take them higher.
Put words on paper, let them flow,
Watch as inspiration begins to grow.
Write of love, of hope, of dreams,
Of the world and all its themes.
Write of pain and of loss,
Of bravery and paying the cost.
Write for yourself, but also for others,
To unite us all, like sisters and brothers.
Write to share your story and your heart,
And watch as the world begins to start.
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The Cost of Anger
The Cost of Anger
The cost of anger is never small,
It chips away at relationships and breaks them all,
It leaves a trail of bitterness and hate,
And a scar that’s hard to mitigate.It’s a debt that’s hard to pay,
A price that’s high in every way,
For anger begets anger, hate begets hate,
And the cost of it all may be too late.
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The Cost of Progress
The Cost of Progress
A world that’s moving at a breakneck pace,
Innovations and advancements taking place,
New heights of progress we daily see,
But what is the cost that comes to be?Forests felled, oceans choked with debris,
Pollution, climate change, and loss of biodiversity,
The price of progress is steep indeed,
And demands a reckoning, we cannot concede.
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The Cost of Conflict
The Cost of Conflict
Men’s ambitions and egos clash,
Laying waste to land and ash.
What once was whole, now shattered, broken,
Families left without a token.
The price of war, a heavy toll,
Laid bare for all to see, unroll.
© VishalDutia
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