Rags Poems - Poems about Rags

holding on to illusions trying to make it through fevered dreams reflect fantasies scattered threads permeate reality this state of delusion a symptom of the confusion calling from the void the angels shone with silver their furs stuffed in a sack lying upon cloudtops but ignorant of their rags seeking to reach the sky he thought he could fly but those born soaring never needed to try holding on to...

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Up to my face she came. I knew a storm was brewing. She pointed an accusing finger in my face, then took a step back and screamed a tirade of venomous abuse in my direction. I smiled as I headed into the kitchen. I took a slow; deep calming breath, then sat down at the kitchen table. She followed me into the kitchen,...

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Two skinny legs dangle from hand-me-down frocks. Elastic bands holding up her socks. Scuffed shoes upon her feet, so small they barely fit. Water leaks through the crack where the sole had split.  Her wheat coloured hair is pulled away from her face. Tied back in a pony tail with a crimson lace. Blush full lips...

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Barely covered head to toe, he stood shivering in the shadow. Waiting, looking through empty eyes, families dressed in their Sunday best. Walking in and out of the restaurant across the street, not sparing him a second glance. But he didn't mind; all he wanted were leftovers from the dustbin, because his hungry little sister, back in...

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'Twas Christmas when Cinder’s went to the ball In the most romantic season of all She looked so pretty A prince so dishy Danced each dance with her, till she heard her call. The call came when the clock struck at midnight Cinder's ran quickly as she could, in fright Before her best dress Became repossessed As her fairy godmother said it might. It...

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She is declared a mental case her legs are shackled tight in the street she snails up and down naked without food she freezes in December near the drain curls up unnoticed by pavement dwellers building a bonfire of twigs, papers cast-off shoes and rags under the bridge sipping tea I hear the bell tolling at Rajghat pilgrims make haste to catch train --R K Singh...

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GLAD RAGS-- Putting on them rags Gladly being glad Look N good (so good) Be cookN Glad rags I put on Gladly I put on My glad rags my gay apparel So comforting and debonair It’s so clear I am in cline So fine Putting on them rags Gladly being glad Glad rags I put on Gladly I put on My glad rags my gay apparel So comforting and debonair It’s so...

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RAGS You have rags Of rags Some bragging rags... Must be your rag, Because you have rags With nothing in them Except a bifurcate rag; You have enough rags for life, For a billion stars in the sky__ If there was a total number of lug rags You would tote have it In the rag, I wonder why you hoard so many rags When all you ever put...

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Wispy, you stop it, stop being so cute, adopter-of-warrior-orphanry spokesKitty. Little miss adapter to Life on the road ...

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Worn out rags of clothes Petrifying on trash can Harsh to my nostril....

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rags grimy, sodden, frustrating, frazzling, hording, tatter, wretchedness, opulences, luxuries, cha-chinging, amassing,...

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"On the right is the poor, on the left the rich, in between a road to nowhere" When they said that you haven't truly lived life It's true if you've been only on one part of the divide While the divide is small, it's also big For how can you explain the huge disparity One wakes up with...

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A pauper begs at the town gate and sets, each day, a date with fate. He harbours dreams where riches flow but morning finds him on skid row. ------------------------------------------ Killing With an Epigram Poetry Contest Sponsored by Margarita Lillico Placed 2nd 28th April, 2022...

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Rags to Joy Ragged dreams tear apart the dawn Then invoke light in golden pearls Weave back fractured fragments of reveries - Banish moonlit chimera shadows - In the nectar of sweet joy born of morning 11-4-21 Sponsor: Line Gauthier Contest: Bite Size Poems No 25...

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”Negative words can create a negative image of self; embrace negativity and let it be fuel to your inner positivity, to see self in a positive light.” Quote _by Poet For many years I struggled to see my self-worth, Thought I was a useless piece of discarded trash. My low opinion of self, made me question my birth. I longed...

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