Penniless Poems - Poems about Penniless

Penniless in le Havre. In the time of my nadir penniless in Le Havre in the drizzle, I saw the blue neon light of a bar I met sailors from my country they gave me cigarettes and wine also money so I could take the train home thanks to the generosity of the poor I had a pencil and a block of...

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SAPA: THE NOTORIETY OF PENNILESS Their ambition grew higher, Sapa, blew out of proportion. Their expectations grew higher, Sapa extend its wings. Sapa, the Invincibly diabolical. crippling the capitalist, humbled the miserly, breaking, the annoyingly proud. How art thou ruthless? hysterically, mocking their projections, expectations and pledges. Issued warrant of arrest on the rich , crippled their savings. Or is...

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Nothing to Lose? I’ve got no money in the bank Can’t afford to fill my tank I haven’t got any property I live in a town called poverty I don’t want to die of cold I’m not anxious to grow old So nuclear war sounds good Cause there’s no Robin Hood For once only the rich will lose So there’s no real bad news Do whatever...

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PENNILESS AT THE TOLLGATE Wish I had a cat, or maybe just a friend. Mother says it's not the end, but it is. Reflections in the mirror, inspections of the interior. She's gone, I'm wrong, and the soul can be so empty. The milk is sour in the sink. To wish, to think, over the horizon the sun peeks, the Blackbird rumbles then it...

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There is a penny on the sidewalk, not shiny and new, but dull and worn, people walk by -- not noticing, some see it but don't want it, others notice it but are too busy to pick it up, but for some reason -- every now and then, someone -- just like everyone else -- notices that penny, sees the value in it and...

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We have graduated from many prestigious tertiary institutions, With flying colors, Competent and resourceful, But we are roaming around the streets, homeless, penniless and jobless. We have been trained, Under the scorching sun and in the rain, In skill acquisition And entrepreneurship development (SAED), But we are neglected, so we resort to crimes, And daily marched toward the docks. We have studied the Constitution...

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Weightless, Penniless, Timeless Without Score Death had spoken thus; I see you still deny, Abides grim darkness in you, 'til bye the bye, Weightless, penniless, timeless without score Last gasp is endless, it echoes no more; Fields of waving grain, stroke whispering winds splashing murmurs of why human life ends As if such sounds could retrieve human life, And mortal coil could exist...

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Wistful Accursed Penniless Fate...God Dime Mitt! (neither defamation, nor blasphemy meant, sans Title) Despite ingestion of anti anxiety medications ferocious hellish onslaught pummels me aback finds resurgence of ghostly white implacable terror inducing panic attack cogs and wheels of psyche frenetically spinning alas and alack swallowed in...

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As long as profit is the master of one's heart penniless would love remain! © Demetrios Trifiatis 28 February 2018...

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The world eats money Stuff breaks when I have some spare I end penniless...

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Penniless in Le Havre At the time of my nadir penniless in Le Havre in the drizzle Saw a blue neon light of a bar I meet sailors there from my own country They gave me cigarettes and wine, money enough to take the train home Only among the poor do you find selfless generosity I had...

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I use to believe in love. If I loved a person deeply enough, if I put my all into them, sacrificed every inch just to bring them happiness - Perhaps, I would one day wake up and find, they loved me the same. Where the steadiness of their breath relied on your smile, their touch could...

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The experts predict by 2050, we'll all live to over a hundred A lot of us will say, nope, that's not for this old muddlehead Ninety years seems quite long enough When the money runs out and things get tough And we all end up in a home as penniless knuckleheads © Jack Ellison 2015...

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I didn't want to ask you and I'm feeling very strange, I've been searching all my pockets, looking for some change. My wallet is empty and everything went wrong, now all I have is my guitar and this little song. Now I'm feeling kind of rough, tomorrow's looking tough, I've reached the bottom of the bottle, I...

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The starving artist and the penniless poet No respect until their death and they know it Such are the little things going unnoticed People walking around looking out of focus That’s when he writes, in the dead of night Arranging the letters until they are right Weaving words on the page like a spider’s silt The tangled yarn of the...

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