Payment Poems - Poems about Payment

The debt of soul to Nebro came through the cross of gnosis Through strength of spirit, though no mortal sacrifice could pay that debt Christ the vine became that tree of gnosis to pay the debt ...

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As I cleaned out my mother-in-law’s closet I thought “she would never let anyone help her without payment”. Less than five minutes later something floated down from the ceiling. A dollar bill....

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Through what alleged transgression stand I now accused? Is there guilt to be found in a drowning man who by exchanging all he has ever held gains the salvation of but one more breath? If guilt doth indeed exist in such act I stand willingly before those who proclaim themselves worthy...

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Shadows hiss_per, of secret, buildup-congealed, no longer trapped within curiosity's seals. Oceans of thoughts crash, unrested, on the rocks and hard-placed reveal of faith tested, self unmasked. Yearning souls beneath it's cloak, in fascination, unwittingly evoke. Stoke of spirits with egging yoke, at hand. While you're seeking...

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This many guys dislike its mention Including an owner of mansion, From avowed lover walking away And next time block his coming their way… For even the steadfast tax payer Regular payment not his prayer; One could swear there’s no Tax Payer Max Who wouldn’t want the rules to relax! As often as not tax evasion, To depletion of wealth aversion... What makes a citizen...

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Don't pardon non-payment of dues. Check what in your account accrues; I'll be here to assist with clues; Don't folks leave to a thing abuse... For all school Bursaries no dews, When parents vow it shall be ruse Later, you'll find out it's no use Starting a thing that clashes brews Choose a fine time for unpaid dues With secret joy these crooks suffuse Sometimes,...

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Within the chamber, within the time allotted The guest had overstayed his welcome Far beyond the clock which saw no cause permitting it Now occupied is Mr. Smith upon the bed Being dead is no excuse for self indulgences Excesses best left unsaid, and yes, unpaid The room held itself together with some boards Certainly some nails came into play Creaking noises added...

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Work with alot of money, Keep someone to become busy, Sand someone to become crazy. It needs time and harry, Stolen when not be carefully, No time for the family. Why don't you be Franc? Went home at fourteen thirty? Although teaching is not easy....

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I tucked my black wallet back into my pocket....

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They wait their turn, Watching from the sidelines. Cheerfully chattering, they speak, Perhaps of weather. Then suddenly they’re off! Swooping down, they glide, Wings extended in crucifix, They brake. Alighting softly Onto the pavement. Here there are seeds scattered. Tossed each day by a frail hand From the porch above. There is a bond here. An understanding. Food for...

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When in the dark of heated greed, There was a shock, a unemployed face. It had whispered of bad weather, A storm of flashing commerce. Parchments expanding the stain of green, By the light of reflecting fleash. Man has power in dollers, Captilism mentaly teases the masses. Encourging the action of fantsy. A dream exposed for payments. Desire in the bare undernieth. To the Devil and...

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Sin’s Payment Haiku: by Tom December 6, 2020 It was so destined the payment for mankind's sin was manger to cross. ...

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no din less more pronounced upon your ear scallions separated blend to meet the stew when hearty hearts drink out the broth of fear and bury those with heavy hearts they knew long mornings sun bestowed upon when laddies grew beneath and lads to lasses onward come to part the laurel wreath Tis hill we fools apart the path will travel hats upon a...

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No living creature owns the land the water, the oceans and the sand as this is Mother Nature’s grand for all life to be land and free but the creation of need to greed requires are planet to pay a fee...

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Payment For Shade Autumn 2019 11-15-2019 By: Miracle Man My payment for the shade, during deep summer’s swelter. Is that when Autumn comes, leaves fall helter-skelter. Autumn always brings with it, A few unwanted chores. Leaf eradication becomes, my temporary job outdoors. Our two acre yard is a hodgepodge, of crepe myrtles and trees. Leaves are falling prematurely, from an early seasonal freeze. I blow, rake, grind, and bag, but...

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