Beggary Poems - Poems about Beggary

...My words are mirrors of a soul seeking its path among the stars, if I let them fly, they would tell of time slipping away like sand, of horrors and martyrdom that sculpted shadows on the walls of m......

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... Being rejected by his humans As if that wasn’t bad enough Forced into s life of beggary Homeless and having to live rough Mr Whiskey’s a cat of distinctiom A cat of manners and breeding ......

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...Imitation, unauthentic, superficial why? Create associations and link ups that causes distress on one another human being for sport frankly Where's the trueness or loyalty? For gain for this re......

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...Halloween - Senryu Death stands in silence chaperone to innocence craven beggary ©10/18/2017 submitted to – Halloween Senryu – Poetry contest......

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...Crème de la crème of society Bone de la bone of the beggary Castles suffocating with excess loot Thatched huts with nakedness afoot Mansions ignorant of starvation Shanties bereft of constipatio......

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...To what profound penance owe you this boon, O! Yashotha! Translation of Oothukkadu Venkata Subbha Iyer’s enna thavam seithanai – yashOthA by T. Wignesan To what profound penance owe you this bo......

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...I accuse Bankers who compulsively their creditors lure Bid them colossal loans and obscure To erect fantasies and a castle in Spain forge Later arise manacled with a dolor mortgage Employees......

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...So Edward Kamanzola was born on the Christmas Day The year 1943 and this was declared a rare luck; And fortune was expected to trail his life all the way To his doubtless toothless longevity of a......

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...Sochi Scraps by Odin Roark Among my pen’s rifling Hunting its own needs His imagined snout moves across the page Seeking out beggary nourishment A shantytown of doghouses Provi......

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...Darkness and stillness are my friends I am poverty and beggary is my trend A matter of surprise but a subject not to hide Ignorance is my mother and I am a fatherless child Soaked in blood and co......

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...Just like that, the wind lost its breath; the natural vibrato of the ocean's waves became an elegy, and only the light from midnight stars pulsed as your heart slipped away. In the century o......

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