Kajillionaire Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Friends of nowhere empty in value
Could not pocket the understanding that every second with you is equal to gold

Is comparable to anything equally precious
Anything that can't be measured by traditional tools or formulas

Happiness has a finite quality to it
Conscious of it not likely lasting forever

Let us all dig deeply to afford new cliches
And money is the vulgar competitor for hearts

She is transcendence, stop hyperventilating over material concerns
She is amazing, each moment cannot be quantified by scale of worth
Priceless