Short Penniless Poems
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As long as profit is the master of one's heart penniless would love remain!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
28 February 2018
Do we see or don't we see
That small struggling family of three
Homeless, penniless but still free
What possibly could they have to do with me
And don’t make your hand
Shackled to your neck niggardly
Nor stretch it forth
To its utmost bigheartedly
Otherwise you will have disgrace
And become penniless.
Today I had gotten to be a part of your life
this evening I miss you
just as I have so many nights before
I have known what its like to be penniless
but its without you
that I am truly poor
The road you left behind
left me penniless
on the verge of losing everything
is this what you wanted?
Revenge?
I'm making it work
building myself up
I don't have time
for your heartless games
Behind sunshine are incoming raindrops
Behind a rainbow is a penniless pot
Behind a smile is hidden pain
But, behind every cloud is sunshine
Behind every mountain is a rainbow
And behind every tear is a smile.
SS
Who you calling a loser?
You...There's plenty of proof
Wait till I finish my poem book
You'll still be a penniless goof
Shoot I broke my pencil
And you can't afford a spare?
My Kingdom for a sharpener!
Hmm...That deal sounds fair
All life long,
Thoughtlessly, the wealth of his time wasted
In unworthy endeavors
And
When the moment came
In a worthy cause to invest, penniless was he
Found!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
14 JANUARY 2015
I’m a poet devoid
of Cliff Notes
dissection
not my thing
Don’t ask me
to explain my words
I’d rather hum
and sing
Explication
penniless
in ghettos
of the word
Where vagrants
pull and tear apart
what only should
— be heard
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2024)
Distress travels instantly through me, A samurai sword, Greek mythology, Zeus gulped kingly ideas and in his breadbasket he stored, reminiscent of the ancient times, emergency Er Hoard, feels like a billion increased/decreased Forbes, a penniless fellow hustle in no way can be bored.
- Loverboi
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
Broken
My rag doll had no arms
I
on the streets, no home
a rainy cold day
an old man, a stranger hugged me
no legs
on the streets, discarded
he fed me
broken bones, penniless
shared his little heart with me
somehow we survived
I have two children now
they adore him
grandpa
THE CHALLENGE OF GREATNESS
Give me a penniless time
I'll show you my merciless prime
Give me challenge
But no scavenge
And I will show you greatness
On the path of being made there's no lateness.
My night season is on
But i will be done before dawn.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©2nd April, 2018
Snake on My Neck
There's a live Snake
On my neck so awake
What kind of a Snake
Pendant on your neck
Making you a wreak?
A Snake that's mine
I shall vividly define:
I hide bare top in wigs
And woes with swigs;
I quaff and drown
Like a wretched clown,
Till I'm so senseless
And, pretty penniless!
21st Aug' 2013
I have a relative who does his best to look poor.
He probably has a larger bank balance than any of us.
Never married, no children or grandchildren.
He looks penniless at garage sales.
He will poke around looking at something for an hour.
“Sir do you want that?” Someone will ask.
“Just take it.”
Doing a good deed for a millionaire.
Happiness for Sale?
‘Twas happiness I thought money could buy
‘Till its very essence led me to cry,
For using my fortune to gamble and play,
Penniless, I am ashamed to this day…
Submission for: Killing With an Epigram Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Date: 05-09-22
Trumpet sounds
penniless dignity
black and white
pavement heart
impoverished souls...
Downtrodden parade
shameful faces
some look away
others wish you
a blessed day...
Help me Father
ease my hunger
a celebration
of family and friend
thank you Lord...
The soup kitchen
holy place
God help the hungry
who wake up
with the sun
until the day comes
when they can't...
Perpetually praising poet's perforce presence,
particular poets persevere penniless, proudly,
people present peonies, prizes,
poet's perennial prose, poesy,
pacific, provocative, purposeful,
painstakingly perfected, promising,
poet's prolific in populace,
platinum pens poised,
paper primed, persnickety,
pensive pinnacle power of poetic peace,
and posterity.
penniless poverty
penny dreadful, a dime novel
penny pinching miser
pennyworth bargain
penmanship, handwriting
pensive thoughts
penuriously poor
peon, pauper, slave
penitence, remorse
penetrate, invade
pending, undecided
penalize, fine
can you be fined for being penniless?
or writing something penny dreadful?
or for being a penny- pinching miser?
pens to ponder
They
Are
Among us.
Not alien
But more
Like us than
You will ever know.
They are
Neighbors
Dying
Of
Disease
And
Hate
And
Grief.
They live
Next door
Behind walls
Built
Not of stone
But of fear.
Hungry
Penniless
Alone.
They are
Stereotypes
Birthing
Children.
Ad dictions
Carving
Flesh from
Bones.
They are
Sold
Into
Slavery
Beaten
By
Other
People's
Philosophies.
They are
Invisible.
But not
To
Me.
I awaken to my sad penniless life...
Selling my very blood for food...
Is that God screaming in the distance
or the echoes of my solitude?
My gas gauge hovers on empty...
Instant oatmeal for lunch...
Since I skipped breakfast
I guess it's considered brunch...
I count my change from the console...
Always thrilled to find a dime...
As I reach far between my seats
I start to contemplate a crime...
BEARD MATH
1 Forgetful
2 Cute
4 Fashionable
8 Dubious
16 Homeless
32 Hermit
64 Penniless
128 Scruffy
256 Suspicious
512 FBI Line-up Candidate
1024 Terrorist
2048 Circus Peformer
4096 Saint
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NOTE
As the number of days doubles since your last shave,
observers mentally put you into the next category.
Laura is a shopkeeper
Who’s selling many things
From a plastic dovalacky
To brilliant diamond rings
She’ll unload on anyone
Just anything that’s handy
An umbrella coloured blue
Or sticky sugar candy
Incase your feeling teary
Hankies you can buy
Or maybe feeling hungry,
Ham sandwich she’ll supply
Looking for one item?
Coming out with more?
Probably now you’re penniless
From entering Laura’s store
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 think enough is enough.
In a world full of riches, a palace made of gold
I sit alone with my wishes, penniless and cold.
In this bizarre life
I try and do right
But everytime..
I feel my emotions stab me with a sharp knife
Telling me all i do is a waste of time
Another game from my perspective
Leaving me, on the inside; broke and penniless
Until im drained of all my life
And sometimes i wish to discard it
Because its pointless to try
My soul begins to bleed as my heart begins to cry
Someone wake me from my endless nightmare
And internally perilous night