Short Begger Poems

they come tall
and small
with can in hand
itS the holiday plan
this from noon to dust
BEGGER AT CHRISTMAS...

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when i ask for  dine
done wine
and don't be blind
 mabe this time
money is low
as the begger stand 
DO WHAT YOU  CAN...

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it not just you and me
its from heavenly
begger thoses sitting
by the wall
and also sinner
ITS FOR ALL
THINKING GIVING DINNER...

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I once had a buddy named Bob
He was an unbearable slob
I pressed him a suit
And dressed him up cute
He dirtied it quickly, the knob....

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they all sides
this is world wide
hands out
no doudt
begging for change
some talk act insane
as the walk the beat
BEGGER ON THE STREET...

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Hellloooo inside there I can see you
The prospect of food and my brave grew
It’s getting quite cold
Hence why I’m so bold
Won’t you kindly spare a nut or two?...

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they as for dime
some or blind
some or out of there
mind
trying to take your money
some call you honey
theyer all the same
asking change
i  don't call them digger
they are
BEGGER...

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There was a born blind boy from Bauchi
Who grew up in the land of Auchi
Seen, taken for a begger
Unknown successful cobbler
King's own, a born blind boy from Bauchi.

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Beshrewed on to me an Angel                     
cast from hell a lovely Angel   
Thy be a man to none here me a lovely maiden to dream 
is it fantasy, hark! i wish to implore! 
a man to walk alone in solitude merry 
a begger I am wretched to see 
only I concede in desperate pleas 
An Angel cast on thee 
The dagger in my lonley plea...

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Life is a fantasy, a mixture of illusions
life is a problem with really no solution
life is a treasure unimportant to many
life is a begger mostly for penny
life is a trail which one must pass
life is a choice which always never lasts
life is series of collision with the future
it is no the sum of what we have been but what we yearn to be.....*-*...

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A brown cloud descends
on charcoal sketch.
Moonstruck , a blast begins.

Marigold, beware:
sun is going to hide
behind the stings.

The fang penetrates deep, 
in the breast
of sleeping pride.

A golden god
melts in the arms
of mercy.

The lips suck the blue poison
of the hymns.
The saint was a killer.

I am a ravaged begger
who wants nothing
from the moon !



SATISH VERMA...

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To accommodate
To be pleased
and satisfied
Charming the begger
who wishes to be
In the passion
of her physical touch
Might she find favor
Beautiful the night
By morning
That by morning
Might she be
Mine
The warmth of
Her body
Prophound and pleasing
watch her
I must watch her
As she might wish
To trick me
We're I will be
Uncertain
Found vail in the
Eyes of those
Who despise me...

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I am mad about you
You have caused windstorms that inhabit my mind
I can not discern truth from lies because to do so would make me sober
It is in the telling of the wine and my drunken heart 
I do not possess the presence of mind and find it laborious to be present
You have done this
You are a love thief and i am a mere begger
I have chosen madness over reason
I am enslaved and a willing devote...

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Your forever one can turn into stranger,
Those with Gucci bags can turn into begger,
Life is so unpredictable,
So please don't discriminate between gender.

A heart doesn't seem to see outer Beauty,
Making others happy should be our duty,
Life is so unpredictable,
So please don't be soo moody.

We never know what is coming next,
Be ready for every difficult test,
Life is so unpredictable,
So please do your best....

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One morning,
A rain season
I came to my house
Walking
Through foothpath
In the ten years of age

Only people
I found
The city flag

And later,
Being hungry
I was disgusted
Please help me
I was
I would like to help
Like a brother or a son

That time
A passenger bus
I came into the
Driver, and the
"Oh boy crying
Come with me
If you like this job "

I'm hungry
Lier or a begger not
Now I am able to
I would like to carry passengers in
From one city to another...

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Jesse Burns is warm and fed
Lies upon his mission bed

Hears the suffering, feels the pain
Men who can't turn back again

Slumbers deep amid the snores
Begger men and callous whores

Jesse dreads the morning light
Longs to crawl back into night

Forgot the fact he thrives on dope
Prays to God the will to cope

In single file the souls retreat
To Brave the cold out in the street

Another day on old Skidrow
Begging for a fix

Life goes on in Gastown
Where Jesse gets his fix...

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