Short Donating Poems
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Beating Bill Gates,the richest,
Wearing a pure generous chest,
Donating all the 7B people like a philanthropist,
31,536,000 seconds each atmost,
Came new year 2015 as a new guest,
Wishes to you,wishes to you all the best!
Climbing the ladder
Surface to ignight
Space circling the planets
Speaking in the division
Count to 1 to 5
Spiritual lifting
Circling a dimension of redness.
Taking clothes to the new world
Contributing/Donating my clock
Climbing the ladder to this
Shifting, reflexing, flexing
The scenic rainport
Falling
A man who baked bread went out every day
Selling his wares to all who could pay
And freely donating to all who could not.
Such was the man: he gave as he got.
“Just as God’s grace,” he often would say,
“Is given to me, so I give away.”
And giving, he got, and great was his worth.
A treasure in heaven if not here on earth.
Was it altruistic, donating
the light to the
data-catchers ?
Sexing at the crack of
dawn, when you
were still a primate ?
Let a requiem begin
for the repose of undead
souls, writhing in life.
Draped in skin, the
hungered crowd, comes
for a dip in confluence.
The frail sky now falls
in the river. there will-
be no prayer today.
Satish Verma
I'm looking for word jewel
as an adornment to offer my love
offering a friendly shoulder
donating you novel color...
I summon eternal flames
and invoke superior inflection
to present you in emotion way...!
Whether it's a clear night or a dark one,
bright or cloudy day,
I manifest my intention...
Build you poetic paradise,
full of poetry and blessing...!
Just to make you feel high !
- Since love is priceless,
how am I going to pay this bill !
- With love, my dear!
- Love is something i do not have...
- Pay with your life then...
- How...
- Dying... !
- May i pretend to Love...
- Yes, attempt this... starting donating
All your money !
- Ok i have one !
- One million...
- One dólar !
- I Will kill you !
And he did... so the story finished... !
Dandelions comfort the bee,
lying beneath the aged oak tree.
Donating nectar by the hedge,
convening at the water’s edge.
Turtles eat the dandelion,
soon a state of oblivion.
The stuffed turtles slide off the ledge,
convening at the water’s edge.
The tree had no one to care for,
no flower or turtle anymore.
Its life cut short by axe and wedge,
convening at the water’s edge.
Copyright © 2008 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Money is a bad thing
but it could be good
like donating to the poor
so they could have more
But it could be bad.....
like people worshiping money
and being selfish
money could be cruel
but they who have it
it may not be you
but listen if you don't have that much money
people will not be wicked
you may get married
just because of the money
but you want someone
that loves you for who you are
not of what you have....
-Justin Fields
Clean water,
We all need it
To stay healthy
And live a long life.
Clean water,
We all need it,
Wherever we live,
Whatever language we speak.
Clean water,
We all need it,
But not everyone has it.
We can help those
Who don’t have it,
By donating money
To charity.
With this money,
Everyone can enjoy
Clean water and
A long life.
18/10/24
Written for 65th Glasgow Girls’ Brigade Explorers section badge work session 2024/25
Farewell, Friend
To heaven went our special friend who took his last full breath.
A Vet who cared for Veterans confined and sick with needs;
donating years to ease their end-of-life process with death-
to die at the same hospice where he granted selfless deeds.
Sandra M. Haight
~2nd Place~
Contest: Writing Challenge 5, March 2019, Four Lines
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Theme Required: Deep and Dark
Judged: 03/27/2019
Passionate…
I am forever the dreamer, a writer, an idealist, and an overachiever,
who loves gardening, family, and Michael
I have ideas about donating, volunteering, and helping others less fortunate
I feel at times anxious, impatient, and disheartened about life in general
I fear that we will never find the cure for cancer, racism, and world hunger
I want to sparkle, laugh, and spread more hope to others in my lifetime
Resident of a resilient human race
Lady
The Norwegian club
We went there last night
it was set in a wine bar and the prize,15euro each,
I refused to pay that much.
The bar was almost empty but for a group
of Norwegians who sat whispering in a corner
And there was no one to welcome us.
I was donating some books to the club
left some of them on a table.
No one stirred.
I thought the scene was surreal.
We left and had a meal at a Portuguese
restaurant.
I suppose the books were thrown away
after closing time.