Geld Poems - Poems about Geld

...Night, drape deep in slumber. O dream, to nightmare turn? Multitude, legion, number! Death, dearth to discern... Rule of law in wasted land? Show them, when ye stand. Orderly, cold counterman......

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...Da war etwas welches ich geschrieben wollen würde, es war aber nicht mehr ganz in mein Gehirne, Lass mich nochmal nachdenken, Über das Gedankgeschenke' Müsse es gewesen sein? Ich schaue auf den ......

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...The awful feeling tightens my vocal cords that praised another god who never denied pleasures; I abandoned faith and despised kindness: it's time for God to show anger through ransacking, taking ......

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...THRUST AND SLASH A sword in a scabbard, hung from the belt For the Teutonic Knights, it costs much geld Heated and tempered but it does not melt Most blades are l straight and double sided Eas......

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...Wir kommen Wir wandern Und wir gehen Das ist alles was wir wissen. Wir kommen auf die Erde Wir streifen umher, wir surfen Und wir gehen mit nichts Kein Geld, keine Dollars und keine Wertsach......

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...Across the Seas .......Are so many countries and peoples, ...... I will sadly ~  never see. .......Too many years have passed. .......Takes "geld" to go. ......Made the mistake of hesitating. ......And now,travel restricted? ......Imagine me looking up at Big Ben! ......And wearing a mask? ......No thanks, will stay home. ............

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...Piercing the dark and striking down the sky A streak of lightning cuts a thorny route to earth, Defines the bare silhouettes of trees and homes That hug the earth like frightened kids drawing Sup......

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...Stay awake stay awake he repeated And then the worst of the expletive For it was just a struggle to maintain A semblance of order in his refrain Say it over and over again Until it became lik......

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...Wie waak oor ons gans die wakkernag? Vind sondes.lank vergete n aanklag eggo in die gewete Dalk net stank demone Wat slaaploos toi-toi in talle drome Watter wekker skrik sy meester kaal Wyl h......

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... An old Ethiopian veteran of the love wars once told a newlywed Kenyan kid: If you want the infant marriage to survive, make it to the golden years Mt. Kilimanjaro side You gotta keep ......

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...Tales lend credence to fact reeling in that monster fish understanding the impossible translating within trusting tact hear the choir's tune Live not in what they told you but in adoration of......

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...A cannibal of currency You’re not yourself anymore. Became your purse long ago, Sense of self tied to coins Of which you’ve never held. Little man, little man, where is your home? The house ......

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...With mordant comments he tries to geld a standpat in a feminists' meet and turns a sook at tea break --R.K.Singh......

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...My ship has not bubbled beneath the eer' of my moat, but battles come I will be done, and my queendom shall be sunk. What will the others pronounce, as they measure me gram for ounce, and the people......

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...'n Oomblik waardig van afsondering 'n Vreemdeling nie deur ander gesien Is ons die verlate? Is ons die verlater? Lewe in die nag om sy wreedheid te skuil Hul gesigte belig die skerms Die rykes ......

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