#poor poems on Hello Poetry

Shrimadhi Oct 31

Diwali is the festival of lights
in which the rockets reach the heights
a day filled with laughter and fun
a temporary relief from the hasty run
sweets shared with everyone around
and the sound of crackers and happiness surround
the ordinary children burst crackers at night
while the poor children watch the colourful lights
they, very eager to watch these wonderful sights
are unaware of their darkness among these lights
Diwali lights the dark, colourless night skies
while the poor strive for a light in their lives

Diwali is a festival of lights. The poor strive to bring such a light (Happiness)in their lives.

#diwali #poor #reality #lights #happiness

Ken Pepiton Oct 20

Alien Mind Peace Proposal

Any alienation possible on Earth,
is speculative, at best.

Chances are we are all bits.
Relativity, given a will to make sense,
at one stage the subtle hiss says we are

one mind, can not make sense of another,
all is mine, my mind, I run the decision tree,
intuited in code, init
from one seed,
proceed consideration,
ah, wait, seeds from nothing,
Chicken and egg sequencing, in mind,

rightly dividing, soul and spirit, will and way,
who can say,
we think, we live, with no forethought,
no plan to become, yet, then
now, jetzt wir sind, denken.

Nada mas. The upright walking man,
is unstable in all its ways, wombed and un.

Which leads to why we walk with toes
pointing everything thing in us to home.

Superior problem solving creative mind form filler, fix the pinball balance switch it continually flashes tilt... or is this a gamble, can we win... more than we invest... like a ***, satisfied with plenty?

#rich #poor #patient #mad #struggle #waiting #easy #being

Khoisan Apr 18

Kings and Queens of the Zombiglobe

North, South, East, West.
A bad brother
automatically abused
a drunk father
fundamentally removed
a twisted sister
consciously refused
a dead mother
genetically re-used
by people
who eat people,.
Kings and Queens
of the Zombiglobe.

#poor #people #truestateoftheworld

Jeremy Betts Feb 2018

~•§•~ This Pen Saved Me ~•§•~

I find it hard to put myself out there, I don't go out on a limb
To concerned about what people think and say, like "man, look at him"
"Who the **** does he think he is, he ain't no Eminem"
These words never hit my ear but I swear I'm hearing them
"Look at this, another poor white boy from the trailer park"
"Trying to hit his mark and make it big by belting out what's in his heart"
They got no clue money and fame wasn't my reason to start
It began as a way to shed some light on what seemed like eternal dark
One spark was all it took and I couldn't stop this pen from spilling ink
On the brink of insanity aboard a ship destin to sink
Life ******* me like a *****, two in the pink one in the stink
Swallowed a bottle of pills, why did they give me this charcoal to drink
Hmmm, let me think...****
That's the problem, I just reacted, I didn't stop to think
Didn't stop to think about everything I was about to flush down the stink
But the rope that was supposed to save me is now the one around my throat
The beautiful words I wrote now read as if a suicide note
But getting these thoughts out worked better then letting them get my goat
The loose lief kinda saved my life, it kept me afloat
I filled up hundreds of papers, I wrote down thousands of lines
The more I wrote the less I hurt, confidence up and pain declines
The rain subsides eventually in everyone's minds
But make no mistake the beast still resides behind these eyes
It's just these words are like a prize, they put the beast to sleep like lullaby's

©2018

#myself #poor #fame #dark #suicide #pain #prize #lullaby #cry #saved

Man Aug 2023

Brando Saint Cobb

On the waterfront, in a freight car-
Call it passion, call it desire.
Whatever it is that inspires-
That thing that wrings
One more day out.

What songs angels sing!
As they ferry souls along,
On flight, in wing
En route:
But the dead walk amongst the living, too,
And sometimes even angels get confused.

Poor, empty vassal

#waterfront #freight #passion #desire #angels #soul #confused #poor #empty #dead

Sean Achilleos Aug 2023

Some People

Some people think they're rich
Because some people have less money than them
Some people embrace the illusion that they're poor
Because some people have more money than them
It's the contrast of both that creates the illusion
Yet when this life is over
Both won and lost
And though they lived in separate neighbourhoods
They retired in the same cemetery

sean achilleos
1 Aug '23

#people #rich #poor #illusion #life #death

Sean Achilleos Jun 2023

Both Sides of the Fence

The world is not divided between black or white

The world is not divided between gay or straight

The world is not divided between rich or poor

The world is not divided between male or female

The world is simply divided between the good and the bad

And you can, and you will find them

On both sides of the fence

Sean Achilleos
17 June '23

#black #white #gay #straight #rich #poor #good #bad #divided

Ken Pepiton Mar 2023

New wine from old vines

Old wine, sometimes, has been
vinegar, a while.
On opening, one learns, they say.

It's good
for cleaning windows, and lenses.
- but we'd better let the next
- jug of that vintage go to auction

New wine. Make glad the heart,
workers in the vineyard, laughing tired,
sugar high burned out, say hey, boss,
why don't you hire more hands,

eleventh hour hordes appear, as they
by right of the lateness, are payed
a whole day's wage.

And that's alright now, momma,
nobody cheated me, I worked all day,
took my pay.

And it is,
very good, if I may say
so now,
Life is short, but filled
with instances, infinite instants
in some state
of methodic mental ascent.

And that's alright now, momma,
nobody cheated me, I worked all day,
took my pay.

We got plenty,
we have confirmed,
as is, to up and hit the road,
go boldly old into this cold night.

Dust bowl radical mindset, good for... sweeping generalizations

#poor #rich #race #won #chain #broke

Christopher Westra Feb 2023

Wealth Gap (Bitcoin Poem 046)

When fiat money is printed freely
   Certain groups benefit more than others
      Wealthy people who hold assets tend to
         Reap the benefits as their assets increase
            In proportion to the new money, while those
               Who rely on fixed incomes or savings lose
                  Much of their purchasing power and wealth
                     Therefore
                  We need a money where people can trust
               That their money will retain or increase in
            Value and purchasing power.  This money
         Will help the poor save with confidence
      For themselves and also their children
   Leading to a brighter future for every
Person, when saving with Bitcoin

You can see this poem on a background here https://www.bitcoinpoems.pro/delivery046WealthGap.html

#bitcoin #hope #wealth #freedom #poor #power

Cody Austin Williams Jan 2023

Does beauty fade?

Enamoured by sightly existence
clinging to every glimpse
though nearly impossible to track
she was lost amongst a crowd of infinity

So captivated my mind races to the future flow of the current of bodies to where one would be in step and time to pace rhythm and flow and know ones whereabouts in premonition

Where my meditations meet reality I've dreamt love into existence even if only one sided her smile made me think otherwise

Who's to say that the love I found within just a momentary lapse in endlessness isn't an energy that persist through the age of ages

and feel as if they were made for you and you in turn for their moment of hope and possibly

one could find the cure to all sickness experienced

#love #beauty #time #reality #dreams #death #energy #sickness #poor #health