Best Destitute Poems

Mindful  

Startled out of nonchalant light,
Wakefulness stands at attention
Ignited flame from the eternal candle,
Energized vigil of the watchman
At the soul’s dawning daybreak
Tingling in the...

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"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "
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She sat in her little cottage
Her ears tuned
Her body alive
Waiting…
Waiting for that knock on the door
Anytime now
She pulled back the frilly curtains
And peered out at...

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“Let me be strong, for to be anything else is to languish in the abyss of compromise and to descend to places of impoverishment so...

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Poverty and hunger are bedfellows.~ The Poet~ 

Alluring, pleading
Yet it will burn,
Pangs of hunger
Immanent yearn.
Desperate child 
So forlorn
For the poverty 
To which she was born.
Minds...

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As the final glimpse 
of the sun leads into 
an everlasting spectacle 
of twinkling dreams, 
peeking through 
    turmeric traces 
of an...

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Reverence heard, a compassionate sound of solemn word,
Resounds mercy of utmost goodwill, aura-divine spurred,
Performing deeds of beneficence, defying malevolence; 
An epistle of angels on earth...

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Upon my life your winter still drizzles
Evoking the morns that arose in despair
And nights that steered dreams into sorrow,

As I sit all alone in valleys...

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From the window of my chic city office, lost in thought, I gaze out.
The pedestrians scurry like frenzied ants below, caught up in their bustling...

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Unassailable purity, a cognition divine of venerated mind,
Proffers promise inviolable, beneficence sacred aligned,
With force invincible emanating from goodwill of heart
Forming precepts impeccable, teachings benevolent impart.

Purity...

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Little boy with a toy gun
Dreams of all that might be fun
To be fully clad in combat gear
And go into battle with no fear
A hero...

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For Carolyn


By Carolyn Devonshire & James Marshall Goff


My hand
Wet with tears pouring down my face
Reaches out and finds nothing
Empty spaces where familiar voices
Once comforted me
My...

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The caricature of a gentleman, nameless, scorned,
The infamous savage of the famous street was wobbling:
Scruffy, shaggy, ruffed beared, tousled haired,
Disheveled,
there went the odious appearance, bumbling.
Soubriquet:...

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Just twenty days. The mystical
Libra will turn rosette boughs into
fading auburn… nights combing
the breeze colder and quite somber ,
as if women on bare hilltops await
the...

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Broken souls and disillusioned dreams. Broken toys and angels without wings 

Weep for the fallen brothers and infants without mothers 

Pained tears encompass the...

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