#poor poems on Hello Poetry

goddessofdivinity Mar 2019

I pick up the greatest achievements of human life,
I indulge my self in the richness of the poor and wounded by misfortune,
their aspirations become my motivation,
brick on brick,
victory after victory,
my aura gets invincible in time,
growing wise to realise the truth of life is in my dreams,
generation after generation,
the temple of dismissed potential,
my vengeance was not in the lack of love,
it was the peak of inner fame,
it was my chameleon personality,
define me but it doesn’t mean you understood what you defined.

Poem from my up coming book.

#achievement #human #life #poor #wounded #victory #generation #justice #immigrant #love

goddessofdivinity Mar 2019

The Allure Of Time

vanished in the allure of time,
my spirit grows in a flower,
I am dead and still alive,
ashes blown up in the sky,
burn my flesh, burn me alive,
the youthful poor, the richness of life,
I am the spiritual emotion,
the flesh of hopes and bleeding bones,
steam and clouds above the sea,
my soul will reach the luxury of time.

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#time #allure #spirit #growth #flower #dead #alive #ashes #sky #poor

goddessofdivinity Mar 2019

Poor On Earth

I would rather be poor on Earth and rich in heavens of divine,
like the beggars on the streets,
I hide my spirit in the realms of time,
far away from the evil eye of the world.

#poor #earth #rich #heaven #beggar #time #spirit #evil #world

Mahieddine Ouafi Mar 2019

A homeless princess

A peerless pearl shines
In the darkness of the night.
A homeless girl smiles,
Regardless of her pain and fright.

Lies in the street with dispair and empty gut;
Heavy tears falling from the sorrow she feels
And the dread of sleeping in the deep dark, but
Even a demon to her innocence kneels.

While others succumb to greed
And run after wealth,
The forlorn girl feels grief
Over her parent's death.

While foolish teenagers bleat
About money, clothes and cars;
She treads with her bare feet
And a body full of scars.

We care about nonsense
We even cry for romance,
While this little princess
Never had a chance to dance.

— Mahieddine Ouafi

My 5th poem. I got emotional after watching a photo of a homeless teenager on the web. I saw her and I felt very fortunate.

#sad #homeless #poor #fear #darkness

Randy Johnson Mar 2019

Stuck Up Twit

When it comes to underprivileged people, you are nothing but an abuser.
You believe that people who get food stamps and other free food are losers.
When a church gave free food to the poor, you said that church supports bums.
You look down on people who are less fortunate than yourself and that is dumb.

You judge people who can't afford to pay for the food that they eat.
They struggle to pay bills and they have trouble making ends meet.
When I call you a stuck up twit, it's certainly true.
If anybody qualifies to be a loser, it is you.

#anger #food #poor #snob #underprivileged

Hope White Mar 2019

I can't pay my rent today.

I can't pay my rent today.
I can't write poetry, either,
because I took a pill,
that I spent my rent money on,
and I can't write on this pill.
But this pill promised me
it would make me beautiful.

Imagine making a cocktail
with crushed glass
instead of ice.
It would **** you,
but it'd be so beautiful.
Blood would drip from your lips
like lipstick, deadly and red,
but it'd be so beautiful.

Imagine paying your rent with poetry.
You'd be back on the streets,
and strangers probably would think
that maybe, pretty white girl,
you're a self-inflicted martyr,
a heroine against the culture
or maybe just that
you just do ******,

but it'd be so beautiful.

#broke #poor

Steve Page Feb 2019

Excessive living

It's not the scale it's the detail.
It's not the breath it's the depth.
It's not about how much you gave.
It's more about how much you kept.

Did you give when you had too little to share?
Did you stop when you had no moment to spare?
Did you feel the difference to your rainyday fund?
Or did you budget to ensure there's enough to go round?

When you gave this month, did it cause you to pause?
When you stop to do more, do the angels applaud?
Have you learnt the habit of living on less?
And fostered the gift to give to excess?

All I'm suggesting is a little more thought.
Look at your spending, at what you afford.
Is there more room for a little adjustment?
Would your life be the richer with greater investment?

Next time you stop
next time you give,
is there room for some change
in the way that you live?

A conversation I have with myself more and more as I grow older.

#wealth #poverty #money #give #rich #poor

Farida Tarek Feb 2019

Justice for Those at Fault

I stole food
Food to feed my family
He killed a child
A child to sate his vanity

I’m to be confined
And he’s to be freed
To meander and pursue his greed
He is fined— oh right
Fair, for he compensated for the blight!

He has money
He has a soul
I , who is poor is to be stamped upon
Experimented upon and rendered none
For I’m a priceless body
Not a soul
Never a soul..

Crush my dreams
Embrace my screams
Feed on my flesh - there’s glut
And shower with my blood

For I’m not a soul
Never a soul

They claim they’re establishing justice
But how when the rich reigns the poor?
How when I’m beaten to death
And you’re out squandering your wealth

Justice is buried
Deep down under the boots
Surpassing the roots
Lost in the sea lost in the sky
I’m I able to fly?

They cut my wing
I’m no more able to sing..

Look for justice under the sea
Where, you tell me
Under the grave
There I wave..

#justice #prison #equality #rich #poor

Scott F Hemingway Feb 2019

chicken dive

Ja Coby's
father 'bout
the crack
then fought
a tort
in awe
while this
court of
*** was
dowd but
next this
coat of
paint and
their brush
of laughter
and forever
musty last

#live #anxious #ground #poor #industry