Penniless Poems

Penniless poems bring the best collection of short and long penniless poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great penniless rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these penniless poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on penniless are here for you.

Rich And Poor

Rich And Poor short poem

Penniless, I get up in the morning having eight hours of sound sleep feeling fresh and happy. don’t you feel I am rich in spite of being Poor ? Milliner, I get disturbed sleep the whole night and get up

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An Evening at the Cafe

An Evening at the Cafe short poem

Sumptuousness of the cafe, Sitting at the corner… Softly Decorated with glasses comforts of Air-Conditioner.. Silent faces unknown held down on phone-screen… Headphones and Ringtones like sounds of guillotine Inside the head-Rage and fire against the politics-bullshit of generation of

To My Friend

To My Friend short poem

To my friend She glows with a glimmering giggle that lingers in my mind that surpasses even fragrance of fair Jasmine her benign grin, a mark of charity wins the souls of all in unanimity. Her abode is a mansion

Lonely Planet

Lonely Planet long poem

Travelling with along, stout dark man In the burstling city thoroughfare Talking incessantly about immediate enjoyment Of unnatural genre was of good old days, When we found ourselves shopping Delusion in cramped dimly lit economic pub Where the roaring music

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Train

Train short poem

The train leaves the station on a misty night On the train is a lonely soul, leaving behind a life unlived Anticipation grows with hopes of a new life full of love, laughter and hope. As the train comes to

Onward Struggle

Onward Struggle long poem

“Where the mind is without fear And the head is held high” The words of Rabindranath Tagore, Haunted me day and night. And yet all I could do was to draw a long sigh! For all I could hear, Were

Facebook

Facebook short poem

Let me have a little look on my Facebook today, Let me just see what the world has to say, Let me take a minute to check my newsfeed, Then I wondered why, and I wondered why indeed. “I’m going

At The Big Game

At The Big Game short poem

Last week I went to see the big game. And everyone was there. The N’gina family from 2 doors down, The Cheng family from across the street, The guys I see going to the mosque sometimes, The ladies who always

Yellow Face

Yellow Face short poem

When life falls apart you do not pick up the shadow. It is the shadow, which gathers you in arms. Little things make a difference a diety comes at your door. And a gift lies broken a little bread was

How Blessed Are We

How Blessed  Are We short poem

Differ you may with my thinking For me it is the beautiful creation of God Lucky we should be To be within this beautiful world I waited for the sun to wake up And stand on top of the day

Three Awesome Questions

Three Awesome Questions prose poem

Last night in dreams , met me an angel . And asked what I wanted I said that three questions That always annoy my soul First , who am I and what is my identity Answered the Angel You are

World at my Window

World at my Window short poem

World at my window, my window-framed world! You twist and twirl my giddy-headed breath awhirl! In sun and moon and rain you look in and walk on by; In shade and dew-fall and wind, you heed not my sigh. In

Crossbars

Crossbars short poem

The depression, human brand was trapped. They were talking about the nukes. To annihilate the earth. It was elemental, I said. An ardent fan of moon. A lark asks who will survive? ————————————— The depression, human brand was trapped. They

The Future Of Africa

The Future Of Africa short poem

My Africa A land of beauty and distinction A place where we have cultures and traditions A land of hope where the people are ingenious and Jocund Africa! The golden continent A place carved out of greatness A glimpse of

For Those Who Walk In Darkness

For Those Who Walk In Darkness prose poem

Where every breath weighs a ton. Where each step takes forever. Where every voice is raging against you. Shouting at you. Disgust. Hatred. Doubt. Where gravity is weak. Where the light is a lost battle. Where memories are replaced with

Love

Love short poem

Frees me Binds me Eludes me Finds me Makes me glad Makes me mad Makes me good Makes me bad Entices me Enraptures me Enthrals me Captures me Makes me fly Makes me sigh Makes me laugh Makes me cry

I’m A Beggar

Im A Beggar short poem

I wish to show you the depth of my heart But I’m afraid my love Darkness rules it Can you rule the darkness and be the light for me Can you shine in my depth or are you afraid dear

Among The Flowers

Among The Flowers short poem

Evergreen Love never bows – to flowers from vixens. Poised by the warmth of two hearts; fighting gossip with kindness. It walks on trust between two souls- tracked by wolves lost to its fragrance! With honesty, it sheds greedy tendencies-

Painted Peeptoes

Painted Peeptoes short poem

Painted peeptoes look up to me winking through their narrow slits, see me flit and traipse around towards my errands that I must run. Cut and peel and cook and clean scrub and wash squeaky clean, mirrors and glasses polished

The Death Of Me

The Death Of Me short poem

I am now estranged from everything I once was The very simple things that change because A lover loved someone and then was crossed I sat and cried for hours and something in me now was lost No more sunshine

Broken Glass

Broken Glass prose poem

BROKEN GLASS Standing here in front of me Are many pieces before me Looking down all I see Are different colored pieces Of what was me Broken, shattered and scattered Use to resemble me The glass I see before me

Incubus

Incubus prose poem

Gazing lazy from the shadows lost in the thoughts of physical potential I see you. My heart skips beats as the implied safety of a rising and falling chest beckons my misdeeds. Lunar stripes through plate glass expose your beauty

Clarity

Clarity short poem

Awoke to a vision of you. a gentle breeze, in this moment not about you or me. but the simple sound of birds singing swaying in the trees. a symphony of perfection nothing else matters. piece flows through my body

Blueberry Ardor

Blueberry Ardor long poem

salted with landmines a cordite whiff scents the dry breeze clumps of bushes and rich brown soil dotted with dull white glints of fractured bone a place where animals used to browse this is the place to pray furthest away

Gray

Gray short poem

Blender of black and white together, extremities, that never wanna meet ever Now became an existence, have an exclusive type of resistance Are you able to find ? more is black or it’s white How can one keep forever, the

Plaguing Pain

Plaguing Pain short poem

What is it that is plaguing me, Like a knotted maze, Slicing my very core, Into tiny shreds of agony, Haunting the soul with its echoes? Could a bond just melt, Into nothingness, Like a kite that cuts off, On

Never Give Up

Never Give Up short poem

This world isn’t a positive one. Sometimes you lose your inner strength You eventually feel you’re quite done Your intellect is out of length Your childhood deceived your present state Your home is now a cave You let your life

Lines

Lines short poem

Look at these lines – fishing for compliments – Hooked, they drag us back. Leave us squirming on the dry bank: Palpitating, bruised from the fight. Removing the pin from the mouth It’s a painful business. But worthwhile. Who’ll throw

Light Is You

Light Is You short poem

It just kept on running Constantly with all hurdles been crossed Wonderful memories left behind Unforgettable fame that’s written forever It just kept on running With many mouths that hurt With many mouths that praised Packed and stuck in my

Sand And Sparrows

Sand And Sparrows prose poem

(1) On the road from Jerusalem, while echoes of the horn are still tearing down the walls of Jericho, I recline on a table of sand. Sparrows cry joyfully to me, in a space void of wedding ceremonies, picking up

Drug Of Life

Drug Of Life short poem

Love, what a beautiful addiction. Drug, with no prescription. Throughout life it is used, limits easily abused. Aroma, oh so sweet. Looks, sometimes a cheat. Yet, we take what we can get. Our greatest asset. With drugs come side effects:

Kathleen

Kathleen short poem

Ohh my sweet beautiful kathleen, You just don’t know how much to me ya truly mean. Your sweetness akin to a fine wine, A love like yours so true and divine. When you say “I love you” it makes me

Just Tonight

Just Tonight short poem

Down by the river, The moon seemed to glow. Watching this beautiful scene, Time seemed to slow. The moon bounced, Off the glittering water. The crickets jounced, Through swaying grass. The only sounds were, Nightime creatures. Prior night a remote

Suppose The Sun Does Not Rise

Suppose The Sun Does Not Rise short poem

Suppose the sun does not rise the school boy may still lumber in his slumber, the house wife may enjoy her liberty to corner her routine job in relaxing herself in spiritual rest. But the busy father may be surprised

Will You Be My Valentine?

Will You Be My Valentine? short poem

A tremble on my lips before I speak A hesitation in my heart making it so weak A fearful thought whether it’d be fine If I say, ‘will you be my valentine?’ A certain spark in your big beautiful eyes

Welcome White Dove

Welcome White Dove short poem

Welcome, welcome White dove The hatred wall That estranged cousins Have begun to fall When love Incarnated in white dove Started to fly high Over Ethiopian- Eritrean sky. Welcome, welcome White dove You are an antidote Border dispute to solve.

Blessed Is That Man

Blessed Is That Man short poem

Blessed is that man Or that man is Wise. Who doesn’t take advice. Who doesn’t give advice. Blessed is that man Or that man is Wise Who doesn’t live to repine. Who doesn’t judge, criticise. Blessed is that man Or

The Swing

The Swing short poem

Come swing with me, To the blue yonder so free. We sit on the clouds by day, Hangout with the stars by night! Come swing with me, Up to the rainbow bridge. Of glorious colors- And slide from one end

Photography

Photography short poem

Clicks everyday, The smile that stays, The dance in the rain, The fun we gain, Clicks everyday, With laughs all day, I capture the moment, Will never come again, Clicks everyday, Keep happiness on my way, With the crazy look,

Scars

Scars short poem

As the pen parades across an empty page, leaving lingering lines that will last for an age, we pause and wonder with innocent guise, just what is going on behind calculating eyes. As the nib scars the surface of the