In the ledger of life where numbers entwine,
Emerges a tale of struggle as dollars decline.
Paychecks arrive in fleeting delight,
Yet rent and bills devour the night.
The table’s hunger sits in silent plea,
As coins slip away like leaves from a tree.
Rhe symphony of bills hold a relentless tune,
As if echoes of worry to the quietest of rooms.
A budget jigsaw, a puzzle unsolved,
For the labyrinth of needs, my heart is involved.
How to balance the scales? An impossible art,
With the weight of survival tearing my soul apart.
But in the dance of hardship, resilience must prevail,
My spirit undaunted, determination my sail.
Through the tempest of financial strain,
Hope flickers on as my beacon to the rain!
3 responses to “Paycheck’s Maze | Poem”
How far can you stretch one pay?
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Oh this sounds like a riddle – as far as you can stretch the truth?
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Love that idea! Like cotton wool over one’s eyes
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