Worth Poems - Poems about Worth

Is 30 Silver Coins All I’m Worth? Is money all you want? Don’t walk away from the cross. What is 30 coins worth? What am I worth to you? I gave you life. You were betrayed with a lie. You surrendered yourself to the world. I was handed over for just 30 shekels. As a...

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I was like a paper and you were the writer, You wrote my life the way no one could ever. I was like an old magazine lying on a shelf, You made me realise my worth which I would have never done myself. I was just like a glass of water, You were the one to tell me how...

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You have to change yourself For the need of life, It's a necessity to conquer defeat But do so, help yourself to be strong Maybe you have to suffer a little, Don't wait for someone to help you Life is a self journey to travel on Many things to consider for living Just stay positive and give away those Who doesn't...

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No matter the situation is A true friend never leaves They are like a spare tire Help you cope a flat tire. True friends are like gems Precious but rare False friends are like dry leaves That scattered everywhere....

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If you have money The whole world want to meet you Not shy for favor....

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The first day felt magical, A feast so grand, so memorable. Just hours beyond the golden noon, He said I was his radiant moon. A moon that glows, soft and pure, For a love that seemed to endure. But maybe I was just a toy, In the game of his fleeting joy. At last, the truth became clear— The moon shifts as time draws...

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WHERE DO I FIT IN AM I INVISIBLE, OR MY PRESENCE UNKNOWN, DO I EVEN EXIST, OR FOREVER ON MY OWN. I DO EXIST, I AM STANDING HERE, YELLING INSIDE, CAN YOU EVEN HEAR. CAN YOU SEE AT ALL WHO I AM INSIDE, WHAT IGNITES MY PASSION, WHAT MAKES ME CRY. LET...

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The ache in a child's voice, asking why the sky is bruised. That's worth writing for. The quiet resilience of a neighbor, tending a rooftop garden amidst the city's clamor. That's worth writing for. The memory of a grandmother's hands, knitting stories into every stitch. That's worth writing for. The fierce, fragile hope of a community rebuilding after the storm's fury. That's worth writing for. The dawning understanding in a...

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Like a storm in a teacup, You turned nothing into something blown up, from a small thing. Everywhere's your ground to pick up a fight. You should know war is...

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The Mona Lisa, with smile so sly, Tried to wink at a passing fly. It buzzed in her face, Ruined her grace, "That's not art," she declared, with a sigh. ©bfa032225 ...

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"Pennies are good luck. Take one with you everywhere you go." By Poet Once in a tale of old, a penny was worth one cent not gold. A nickel was worth five pennies, they say changes are coming Jenny. With no more pennies of copper, this will be a real money stopper. Guess I need to now unearth, the real story behind...

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The older you are the more gentle you become. The best is yet to come if hope is present in every heart. The mind think outward if the heart is aching the belly is empty. The love in secret is hidden in weary heart seen in starry eyes. ...

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Today I would be grateful If everyone understood each person’s value each person’s worth A good way for that to happen is if we treated everyone we meet as if they were the last person on the Earth ...

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How do these women cut with their bare hands- their surrounding net? Well, I refer to- Jane, Margaret, Aphra, Virginia and Charlotte, Who are well known even without their surnames, And who were well-versed in the field of Literature; to play all kind of games! The female embodiment of grace, In the field of writing in which they all were...

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I know you're tired, I know you're worn, I know you're fighting, bruised and torn. The world feels heavy, dark, unkind, Like no one sees what's on your mind. But hear me now—you're not alone, You're more than pain you've ever known. You're strong, you're bright, you're meant to be, There's so much left for you to see. The nights feel long, the...

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