Moneyless Poems - Poems about Moneyless

...I'm so tired. The machinery of my body feels like it's failing, I'm grasping at the air praying there's something to hang onto, I'm gritting my teeth and squinting my eyes in the struggle to see......

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...The old concoction, over a century ago since it was first brewed. It transformed a man into a blood-thirsty wolf-beast. Killed those that it hunted, and haunted by killers, like that of Bruce Willis.......

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... Mirror Brave Give me days When it gets too much Just get outside Soak up some sun Haunted by dreams of murder Surrendering to The champion of dreams Sirens cramp the quiet sky Watching ......

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...homeless and bankrupt his high-minded principle bolstered his spirit.......

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...It is the cause of all acts of terrorism, including but not limited to suicide bombings. It is the cause of most crimes running rampant in all nations, including but not limited to child exploitat......

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...Like an empty glass Hope fills among the mass Hope fills the glass Empty carts broken Heart Hope fills Like a chuck hole Concrete asphalt filled Joy is spilled Empty box Toddler......

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...“Collection Kaki and school bag, collection Kaki and school bag” These are the words echoing from the woman hustling on the street side. Mindless people passing by glancing at her and listening to h......

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...Can somebody please give this uber **** fuller a lyft? alternately titled: jump starter for clunky, junky, quirky, xyz mechanic wanted in tow tow - chassis what I mean?) As the proud graduated ......

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...His village is a plantation of privations, where a variety of sorrows grow. Love like corn lives within a pale cover. Pain is buried in the furrow of misery. Moneyless ......

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...“OYE” (“HARMATTAN”) [BY OHWOJEVWE ESE GANIYU] When On harmattan wings Flapped iced Into my oblongata cold Into moneyless sadness Of our Saussure’s paper Locked in Folic signified signif......

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... Jacqueline, my mother . . . always with a smile and a twinkle, with happiness, joyfulness and blissfulness. Born poor, poverty-stricken, moneyless, penniless, she left shantytown far behi......

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...Penny is in people's Mind, Which makes them unkind. A world bereft of penny, Would be the genesis of bonhomie. Then, the souls would do what they are supposed to do, Stretch their hands to a......

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...To be born and be a little miracle. To be one and be in the limelight. To be two and an angel. To be three and a little princess. To be four and be a big girl. To be five and love your mumm......

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...And we are left here Like maggots—dirty, parentless…devastated Always feeding on the gruel…the cruel Fattening our lives in the moneyless bilk Shocking like a bee sting, yet soft as silk We a......

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...Back-breaking work Sweat in my eyes Drop the hoe Look at the castle It's mighty towers With magnificent flags Fluttering in the slight breeze The millionth time I wonder what it's like Being a prince......

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