Short Doles Poems

Trampled soul,
crumpled bad,
in pain,
and pretty sad,
life doles out,
goodies few to a few,
only upon a shout,
others turn hoarse,
trampled,crumpled,
till the soul,
feel as if in a bad maul....

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In summer`s eve
where all is given and nothing kept back,
she that will come, will come.

In autumn`s loveliness
where nature doles out solace
to the restless soul, 
i linger, i listen;
awaiting the sound of her footfall.

I will neither  have to look in her eyes,
nor get a glimpse of her drape dripping by to know her,
for my heart will know her
when she comes....

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Dimpled dents, not potholes I love,
Fair unfair both, all doles I love.

With most voted horses on sale,
Steeds, stallions, colts and foals I love.

Popular may be peoples’ rule,
Ought such recurrent polls I love?

If scored with the fair ends and aims, 
All penalty scored goals I love.

Should they turn to diamond one day,
Carbons of all the coals I love.
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Ghazal |27.09.2024|love
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To the self appointed patricians of government

Take back your schemes
Take back your doles
What makes you deem
That I was one of your proles

I may have needs
Wishes it’s true
Keep your snake oil and beads
I’ll get along without you

You came along with all your clever machinations
Supported and all paid for by enforced donations

So take back your dosh
We’ll make no fuss
Just remember by gosh
You got it all from us...

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The poor man and the politician both live off the dole.
                         It's just that
       The mole gets a larger slice of that whole.

                     Want real change?
                     Structural change?
                       Lasting change?

     Let us, the TAXPAYERS, change up those doles;
           That'll put a hole in the mole's soles!
         After all, it's OUR MONEY, our bankroll--
       Shouldn't we ought to grab the CONTROLS?...

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