Short Rags To Riches Poems

a ragged woman
shivers and begs in the street -
revellers throw up

written 20th December for Constance's Winter senryu contest...

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Rags Before Riches

They ragged on me when I was rich;
Had been in rags digging a ditch;
Now in my own tower;
Riches down on shower,
And only God knows my each glitch.

Jim Horn...

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The Worlds human snakes have raised the stakes,
From table scraps to pies and cakes.

                                        ~Princefreakasso
                                         (Artist and Poet)...

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Risk
Written: by miracle Man
2-1-2020

Risk is inherent to all things,
acknowledging that it exists can greatly diminish its impact.
Risk can be the ticket from rags to riches,
unfortunately, many tickets are stamped round trip.
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A pauper begs at the town gate
and sets, each day, a date with fate.
He harbours dreams where riches flow
but morning finds him on skid row.

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Killing With an Epigram Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Margarita Lillico
    Placed 2nd
28th April, 2022...

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Deep blue, almost black,
sadness.
Being,
my ache of existence.

Eyes, no body in focus.
A grey cloud
rowing the moon
amidst red stars.

Bronzed tongue
digs the spirit
out of flesh
behind the shadows.

Alone me
in unlived house of rags,
looking beyond the walls
other side of tomorrow.


SATISH VERMA...

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J-ump off the page, 
A-s you're out of the blue; 
N-ever languish in the dark, 
E-xtraordinary talent is in
Y-ou.

F-rom rags to riches, 
R-isen up from fall; 
A-n intelligent mind
N-ow keeps you standing tall.
C-ause of your success 
I-s your complete courage; 
A-im at jewel July twenty-sixth, jump off the page....

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the sword looms overhead
here i sit rags to riches
but any moment to be dead 
when it falls hope only it misses

I rule my feelings
with an iron-clad cage
but from the sword on the ceiling 
i feel the immiting rage

my locked heart bends
i am a stranger
to my own friends
that is the danger

of the damocles in me
visable for all to see...

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rags
                        grimy, sodden,
            frustrating, frazzling, hording,
 tatter, wretchedness, opulences, luxuries,
          cha-chinging, amassing, owing, 
                    abundant, affluent, 
                               riches


Date written: 05/28/2023...

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L-ows and highs can't shake
Y-our faith, hope, and love; 
N-either death nor life will separate you from the Father above.

R-ain or shine can't agitate, 
E-ven rags or riches don't matter; 
Y-ou always stay steadfast, 
N-o way will your fire waver.
O-n the twelfth of December, 
S-tand strong against the lies; 
O-pen your mind to truth,be firm during lows and highs....

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I don't want the rags to riches
I don't want a brand new car
and you can have the cozy comforts
I don't need them by far
I'll trade my earthly treasures
for the streets of solid gold
God will take this broken body
worn and torn as it grows old
I don't want the daily living
with my body racked with pain
but I'll take my Father's promise
cause I'll have so much more to gain......

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when we are without our clothes
no one knows our rags nor riches
no one knows our highs nor lows
when we are without our stitches

when we are all naked stark
no one knows just who we are
nor do they know the part
that we play in life's shopping cart

you may ask what am i suggesting 
perhaps we should all go naked
we'd then be on equal footing
and wouldn't that there be a blessing...

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Looking around at others
Pure envy is what i see,
They have beautiful things
For its hand downs for me.

I want a new career
But what am i to do,
I have no real experience
At least compaired to you.

My clothes have no style
I need to win the lottery,
Oh what i could do then
With all that much money.

After work I'll buy a ticket
I go right past the store,
To my surprise I won a grand
Rags to Riches not wanting more....

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Life's not a world of pretty faces
but the stories that they tell
Everyone's hiding a history
and it makes them who they are
You walk around the city
of many people
and you try to look into their faces
Rags and riches
don't mean anything
It's the kind of person you are
that changes the world
We all struggle
yet need to find a way
to make it out alive
Not many find it at such a young age
But if you look past the front they give
You can see the hurt child inside of them all...

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