Short Poorest Poems

Eyes the richest,
Most poorest dust,
In eyes dust sits!...

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Township life
The poorest of the poor
Did you hear about jerry?...

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Twelve months in a year 
Seven from high class 
Four are middle 
The poorest February...

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The poorest choice in life,
is living up to someone else's expectations.
Don't be afraid to be you....

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The poorest among us
only have money

The richest endowed
—with nothing but time

(The New Room: January, 2021)...

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Smudge of dirt
upon his cheek.
Scratch on his left knee.
Curly hair
a tangled mess.
Reminding me
~ of me.
Poorest  soul~
who drew the lot:
My guardian to be!...

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There once was an 
old man named 
Benny.
Who never in life 
saw a penny.
When once saw him 
dollar,
he fainted in a hollar.
O poorest! the old 
man named Benny....

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Why am I so poor
Oh, you aren't
You have 
A family
A house
A car
An occupation
Feelings and love 
And there are so many
Poorer 
And poorest 
You haven't encountered...

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Trump Poorest President

You talking about someone being bad,
Sure is poorest President we ever had;
He lacked ability;
Approaching senility;
We sure are glad that he is not our dad.

Jim Horn...

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The Humble man is happy with what he has. 
He does not envy any other man.
A humble man gets his humility from God,
So he will be rich in Heaven even if he is poor on this cursed Earth.

The poorest man can be the richest in humility....

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Darkest poorest land
Where power and pride blinds men
sickness dwells and steal
Where is that candle that lights?
A star to spring crumb of life...

© O. E. Guillermo
August 28, 2014
7:10pm

Sponsor	Regina Riddle
Contest Name	Hope, Faith and Love Tanka
placed 2nd...

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Lack
Wanting
Needing more
But getting less
Pray Heaven help us out this fiscal mess
Unplanned suddenly most costly demands
Poorest people
With palmed hands
Hunger
Grows
Growls
And moans
For more life
As it consumes
The simple happiness of humble homes

7/16/16

Triple Tetractys 2...

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Professional editors and writers
sorted through the content.
They found Christmas as
the primary source for
both
thanksgiving and New Years.
they also found
that by allowing the poorest folk
to make money during this time of year
helps generate local economies.
Founded through the changes
and sorted through
the strains....

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Who Am I ?
I am many. I come from the rich and the poorest of families.
I sleep in mud ,the rain and snow. I eat when I can and where I can.
I only carry a rifle to protect those I am asked to. I ask nothing in return.
I do so because I am proud to love  my country. For what it stands for.
I am an American solder and I will die for you....

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The sky touches the ground. 

                                       The poorest wears the crown. 


                        The worlds richest, now begging for heavenly riches.
                                        
                                    What and who is glorified on earth,

                                         but not glorified in heaven....

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Sliced and bleeding,
my heartr stay's open.
Cut by the hands of fate.
But no matter how deep,
it stays open to all.
From the richest bastard,
to the poorest hobo.
My heart hear's their story,
and the slice deepens.
For the comfort of the others, their happiness and joy.
I allow myself to bleed.
For with no joy in the world,
we have no reason to live....

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The Fallen
By: Tom Wright
1-28-2008

Oh, who am I that a man would die
On some foreign field therein to lie;
From sense of duty the fallen went
Their crimson flow of life was spent.

Some say that only our poorest go
Those without jobs running to and fro;
While only our country’s best is sought
Its through this act freedom is bought.
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Bring me Cherry, she's got the look.
Sell the man what he already took.
Cherry hates herself as she does her duties.
Crying supposedly for fulfillment of fantasy,
But truly her anguish is at full capacity.
She trusts no man -  She's had the poorest man; the rich man and his comrades, too.
The words too familiar to Crying Cherry - Give us Cherry, the pretty prostitute....

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Milking cow of good
What   good 
For humanity 
Is good
 For economy 
What good 
for his mother
Isn't good
 For the child?!
Take care of your people
 People 
Will take care of you
Prosperity 
 of sheepherder 
Is not having 
Hundred sheep
As a richest
 Of commune  
But if a poorest
 Of commune 
Having hundred sheep
Milking cow of good
In prosperity
For good...

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I AM a woman of status of personal of class.
I AM a woman of tranquility found only in the deepest seas.
I AM charity found in the poorest of homes.
I AM love wrapped up in a heart full of giving.
I AM serenity that one seeks only in the wilderness of th amazon forest.
I AM determination, a driving force on the highest peaks of the tallest mountain.
I AM unique.
I AM ME!!...

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a child gos hungry
shoes falling off his feet
the poorest kid he knows
needing a new winter coat
and boot to boot
a hardening process 
strengthening his will
for he knows not
what is to come
the trials, the screams
the faces to boot
the pain in his gut
preventing sleep
still he knows not
he will grip talons
with the devil

no way in hell
i came through this sh..
to lose...

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The buzzing of the bees I call
The chirping of the birds I saw
The meowing of the dying cat
All this are all I saw and sat

Why on earth do they exist?
For ages such question can't resist
The blindness of the poorest bat
All this are all I saw and sat

My heart sings the song to all
Who has a  butterfly on thy wall
Who never takes life sacrosant
Bet life will take you just alike...

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A single pebble,
dropped into calm waters,
I watched the ripples grow.

The sound could only be a treble,
it's still heard across many waters,
by sailors, even as they row.

I cease to be a rebel,
like clay in the hands of master potters,
I appoint you the baker and I'll be your dough

With your love so strong, I tremble,
though among the poorest of paupers,
an eagle I've become, instead of a crow....

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I dip my spoon into poetry soup,
never knowing what I will find,
a cute haiku or riveting rhyme,
something surely to thrill my mind.
Friendly people, willing to praise,
even the poorest lines I write,
some fresh friends to chat these days,
more to add here, I think I might.
It’s not as if I love each poem,
but there’s always something to chew,
so through the meal I eagerly comb,
for offerings both lively and new....

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Richer then poorest peasant more powerful then the wealthiest king. I consider myself luckier than anything. And, because of that I wouldn't trade any of my wonderful friends for anything. Through thick and thin they have been there through it all, never failing in their support. Giving guidance and advice wether it was welcome or not. So no matter the reason I would accept no else in the world but my wonderful friends....

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