Best Destitute Poems

Contrary to the forlorn attitude,
Thrive for the bliss of solitude,
The vulnerable gets incapacitated,
Keep spark of optimism inside alive !

Helpless gets sturdy, will not mentally die,
Heaps of benevolence, keeps living a lie,
Struggles till the woes get precipitated,
Spark of hope always burns alive !

Languishing tribulations seem incumbent,
A...

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*Holly (Vault Dweller)*

Hey bartender,
Who's that girl over there,
The one nursing the whiskey in the corner,
She has that press hat one that makes her look...strangely debonair.

*Bartender*

That'll be our little Ms. Piper Wright,
She runs the local paper,
Spends all day looking for a story then types the rest...

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Clad in a white cloth and jacket
Spotless clean, wonder what magic she does 
To keep so clean, 
In a cluttered Pavement.    
Wrinkled face elegantly attired with a smile
Eyes rise up to every passer by
Pleading but no cry uttered
Need not waste her words,...

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Everywhere she goes the grass is greener
And all the time I doze in my misdemeanor 
Her eyes can make the sun come out
And I have fun just wandering about
When the sky is dark and the ground all mucky
She lays on the ground as if she's...

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In the darkest final hours,
  I began to write

And my words now spoken new
  from scattered ashes light the sky

To begin and end each day
  caught up in beauty’s distant wake

All loneliness filled by pages lined 
 with happiness and joy 

My...

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Once middle class
Shredding away the 401K
Destitution looms...

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Mom, why did you bear me?
And dad, why did you seed?
Is this all to display,
Your violent relationship,
Quarrel together for silly things;
Why you pulverize own frutex,
Under steps of your egotistic feet;
Is this all to teach me,
Life I need to live;
When I came from womb,
World was amiable...

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There was a cheap bar in New York's skid row
Almost, you were shining there like a rain bow.
People were dancing and sleeping together 
Although they know it can't be lasted for ever.
It was you who sought solace in whisky bottle
Smoke a pipe to make a...

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Though A Destitute Alteh Kocker...

(albeit boyish), I tell myself with pride
always look on the bright toothless side
of life, this nonconformist tried
his darnedest with
threadbare trappings to abide

despite bristling, harumphing,
and lamenting luckless life,
while woe didst ride
shotgun squeezing snotty
schnozzle, nuzzling nose, wide

dilating nostrils coquettishly cozying cold
conical snout splayed...

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SOUL OF THE DESTITUTE

     The soul bawls with the time
     The soul bawls with the season
     It's muteness comes from the countenance
     It's enrage comes from the expression
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Whithered  Face Of An Destitute

His innocent and withered face
was a melancholic story of a destitute
who never relished his childhood
nor did he ever go to any institute

Calm and cool were his gestures
and face was dirty but very cute
curious were his broken black eyes
that looked very...

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SOUL OF THE DESTITUTE


     The soul bawls with the time
     The soul bawls with the season
     It's muteness comes from the countenance
     It's enrage comes from the expression
 ...

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Alexandria, Egypt is well known for being the city where Cleopatra once ruled her people and both she and her famous lover, Mark Anthony met their final, tragic fates.  It is where the "Pharos of Alexandria" lighthouse, one of the original Seven Wonders of...

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Jealousy turns to rage that we bottle up inside
Where the demons are at work punishing you for all of your lies
I can say I told you so or that I knew that this was coming
And I even tried to convince myself intuition wasn't cunning
I'm just...

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With flaming pen 
The beast inside me scratches to remove,
Fingers pulsing with my heartbeat growing
What will prove
To quit and quiet or sparkle softly, 
In the distant night.
What would it prove to cater to 
Such shallowness as one’s delight.
When beasts burst forth exploring every pore.
Scattered scallions...

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