Lend Poems

Lend an ear

Me again. I wanted to request your ear to lend. I’ve got somehhing I’d like to say, while you are instilling faith within me, I have to be honest it causes me a lot anxiety. 
I know you know what my needs are and you will not let me go without. Though, I sometimes wish

Lend me a pen

Lend me a pen, Xhosa's reverberates in me, with honour, one kneel on the ground, hail the tongue clicks, yesterday I was my mom's lil boy, today I woke up a husband, Eastern cape transformed me to a man, shivers down my spine, refusing reality to kick in, less I be consumed in this disbelief

Lend me

A pen...
That bleed ink to den 
That write to vault 
Without any fault 

Lend me a voice;
That echo without fear 
To criticize the carrier head 
Who we choose to lead 

Lend me a mouth;
That speak harshly warmth 
In the middle of storm and waves 
Without the aim of fames 

A pen that pour ink like

Lend a hand

Please excuse me asking but could you lend
LEND A HAND?

You see I have been outside all night I'm cold
And can hardly stand.

I decided to go for a walk last night but forgot
My coat and phone.

I do not know how far I walked then I found
Myself alone.

Would you lend a hand and show me the
Way to

If Time Be the Only Thing of Value We Have To Lend

If in the end

Time be the only one true thing

Of actual real value

We in our hearts and minds possess

And we are able to lend

And may well in fact be 

The essence and piece of us we leave behind

Then with that in mind

Be kind and plentiful with your time

And spend it and spread it

Wisely

Amongst and with

Artemis, Lend Me Your Wrath

Staring, smirking, salivating men 
You are the bane of my existence 
How dare you defile my temple with your lustful eyes
I await the day where I get my chance 
To unleash my wrath, gifted from Artemis

Lend Me Your Enemy

I want to pick a fight
Readied my arsenal to fight
Finished the last Kung Fu drill
I'm in the mood to fight
No one is annoying me today
My toes are peeping 
Nobody is stepping, today
Lend me your enemy, today
Finished my Kung Fu class
I'm looking for experience
They fear me, today

A Born Miser

Man heard a voice saying 
Lend me your eyes 
I will show you the sufferings
Man heard a voice saying
Lend me your ears 
I will tell you the reason 
Man heard a voice saying 
Lend me your mouth 
I will argue with you the ultimate solution
But man never cares 
He is a born miser 
Not to

Lend a Lifting Hand

Everyone has those tough days
When storm clouds never fade away
 Bringing rain on their sunshine
Needing someone to be kind
Opening their heart to them
So they can smile once again 
If you see someone down and out
Lift them up from their sad drought

Neither Borrow Nor Lend

Never count money not held in your hand,
and never stand good for the debts of a friend;
For some never learn though they grow old and feeble.
It pays to use caution when dealing with people.

Lend Thy Senses

How the words of the woeful
wane in the light by the waxing moon
How dismissive of our sorrows
are the shadows cast by tall oaks.
How precious the shimmer of stones
in play with the wind and waters

Bite Size Poem no.40 Poetry Contest

Vanished But Image Tarnished

Vincent vanished after robbing his friend 
Because that should be the end…
Joe isn’t going to ignore it nor bend 
Nor him a friend’s penny lend
Nor oh his siblings spend
Nor towards his company tend…

Never a relief to him send 
Nor for his woes clothes rend 
Nor their relationship mend 

Saw him I when he vanished 
But

Please Lend Me Your Shoulders

Lend me your shoulders
So that I can cry upon
And I will return you a recovering smile
Lend me your shoulders
So that I can lean against 
And I will return you some confidence 
Lend me your shoulders 
So that I can rest my head
And I will return you some intelligence 
Lend me your shoulders 
So that I

Twelve Swear To Not Again Money Lend

A praised righteousness is made to end,
Twelve swear to not again money lend,
The First, to often penury pretend,
The Second, to always for himself fend,
The Third, not even his next of kin tend,
The Fourth, starvation of beggars shall extend,
The Fifth, a dying visitor back home send,
The Sixth with all market prices contend,
The Seventh, to philanthropy never

Never Lend

I'm saving for the least important things
and haven't got a clue
While living for the things more shallow
and hoping to find new

I've taken more vacations now
than any point of view
and haven't got an inkling
as to how I'm going to do

I question why so many fight
for what is best for you
When peace means leaving things alone
will never

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