Mendicant Poems - Poems about Mendicant

Footwear and a mendicant After going to several shoe shops, I found shoes that fitted me happy, I walked along and saw a woman sitting on the pavement begging, she looked old for her age severely marked by poverty. I stopped and looked for change; I didn’t have any, the woman waited, what to do now? I could not walk...

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He owned no fabled treasures Nor the kingdom of a king, No horses or elephants Nor a catapult or a sling. He said he owned the blue skies Birds, animals & the trees, Heavens had legated them With its rivers & the seas. Not a thread on his bare back Belongings a pleasant smile, He carried it far & wide When he walked...

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by Michaelw1two The bard, the muse, the low versifier, each the times bemoan; stressed by compassion's grasp, ingrained word sown life disowns; individualist rare, previews minds mood, frigid wills he does discern; insurrection, a thought held vast, implied truth's, tout one’s dishonor. Prerogative, free your chained mind, release past stain despotic; concomitant imbroglio once bound, ...

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MENDICANT MONK As a mendicant monk my empty begging bowl glistens in the moonlight, yet this is the path I surrender to in life. Another night of chanting with a growling stomach caving in empty, empty belly, empty mind. I sit in the void of reality....

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The waking causer anguishes my the meat that is , could be the unknown called . Flourished I , in my the last dreams where and there were I under the oath of love called the mendicant . Wish I could be beheaded before , stepping on the it called you. Had I known it would I have been , the “I” again the who traced of...

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