Begging Poems - Poems about Begging

You looked straight through me. Never having felt more transparent Never having felt more solid. Your eyes, their radioactive colour, My favourite colour, Your sea shines through them, Cutting through their uranium glass. Tough, rare, to be cherished and protected. Those colours, your colours, hold it all. I see the waves of possibilities Whispering through them. You're so close, can't you...

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? Previous12 3 456…28Next ? A lament of Love? and Loss In the silence, I hear your voice, A whispered reminder, of my foolish choice. I was blind to your needs, and deaf to your pain, And now I'm left with the shards, of a love that could not remain. I wish I could turn back time, and start anew, To love...

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why’s a prayer so much more desirable ~ when you haven’t got one said an easy lay to a preacher ~ who’d begged for a better outcome By David Kavanagh ...

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On bowing to the deity, I hastened to leave the temple. God said, you seem to be in undue hurry, I demurred and said, no it’s just my worry I might ask for something That you are hesitant to give, Which might our long-held rapport spoil. To that He just smiled graciously, But what he said set me thinking, And what...

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Message box nothing but solicitations both parties...

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He carries a wound that festers with smell, He fears within it, bad germs might dwell. Since losing his folks, he’s lost everything; Each morning, he wonders what life will bring. Each coin that he grasps, he holds with great care, For hunger and pain both watch him in fear. He eats little and soothes his pain with balm, His survival depends...

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In those whom promote human sacrifice The ancient world of Atlanta is a rising an unnatural force clearly cut where we are the slaves bound under natural silence To avoid conflict hiding secrets in the mountain caves Standing at the dung heap controlled by worthless breaths those that nourishes the roots of all evil deeds already...

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Splaashhh, ,,are you serious?!" Splaaaashh, ,,Do you know that because of you I don't have any more left?" Splaaash, ,,the third in a week?!" Splaashh, ,,what's wrong with you?" Splaaaaash, ,,Next morning you will bring some bread to school and you will eat in the morning! You will drink normal drink, you will sometimes eat fatty food and choclate...

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Some days we go there to beg: Ten kilometers for each leg. We aren’t greedy as we beg: Never asked Givers for egg! This week we’ll be there to beg, Our backs to their palm wine keg: A chance to drink spare not dreg; It makes one laugh at us: Greg! Our smartest beggar: Mark Clegg: For now to it does hopes peg; Whatever he...

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14,000 bodies sprawled on the floor bloody dead 14,000 families screaming to the sky confused alone 14,000 bullets laying empty on the ground dented stained 14,000 screams echoing through the air desperate scared How can we let this happen? How can we look at our children and tell them the world is good? When there are 14,000 people Who would tell them otherwise...

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HELL BEGGING HEAVEN FOR RAIN: IT’s TOO HOT FOR FIRE Here’s your advisory, Aim it in the bin’s trajectory If you’ve already heard it (But best not spurn it it): I sat on a wall, The wall was very tall. Next thing I knew, And with no notice at all, (No one noticed) I fell. All the way to hell! Up...

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The map is not the terrain. Unless we shift, all’s in vain. Stop begging, go out and do; let embrace of love renew. Thinking too much, man’s disease; love’s not an object to seize. Once we shift from head to heart, each moment marks a fresh start. Mind-body is merely dust. Each breath intake, is God’s thrust. We are being breathed by Him but ego makes...

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I can hope that bullets won’t fly I can pray for a better tomorrow I can laugh at myself when I’m foolish I can struggle against my imperfections But I won’t without you in my world. I might dream of bathing in sunshine I might struggle against an undertow I might say yes to the panhandling homeless Give food to the needy; ...

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I lost my whole family So I took in a neighbor I have paid, sold, washed, shopped, cleaned, and done for this neighbor more than anyone in his life has His own children won't call him, but I do His ex wife is dating his old friend I continue to encourage him He is lost in the meta verse One day he'll...

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Bernard has been begging Bernard has been begging Lord God ‘Please’ For life of buffeting unease Bernard’s lung’s finest sound an odd where, He’d been trying all his life to ease: Lots of menthol that should make him sneeze And all over again taste sweet breeze… Bernard has been dispatching his please, God asking where he might him appease; During Winter seeming he...

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