Scavenger short poem

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Born with nothing in this place
Tattered clothes and dirty lace
Searching food to suffice my hunger
When can this life get so over?

Stomach crumbling and dying
Insufficiency keeps me on crying
Looking for a one big help!
This heart only knows how to yelp.

Sleeping in a coldest street,
Folded boxes terribly greet.
Storms are blowing in my life.
This is such a hell of life!

Craving for a one sweet home
How I wish I live in a biggest dome!
Guess my dreams are so unclear…
Everything is just a tear.

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Johnlenon Aliser

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Reality is something that you can hardly deal with. Reality sucks! Maybe it's rare for someone having no worries and troubles in life.For the last 10 years of my life, I began writing fictional stories and poems. I write stories which are little bit exaggerated and unreal. I must say that they are product of my wildest imagination.However, I write poems about people. I started to write poems ever since I was high school. Whenever I meet people, I write poems about them. I'm a well reserved person who can't tell things constantly. I think that one of the best ways of expressing my thoughts is through writing and share it here in this websiteThese poems describe the spectacular craziness and real experiences with people around me. It's about different roller coaster emotions about fake and real people. This is a collection of my poems of love, hatred and sarcasm...To my haters, friends, loved ones and to the most special someone in my life...I am dedicating this for you..."Spend 5 minutes with me and I'll write something about you..."
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