Currency Poems - Poems about Currency

... Sand only looked to alight, find some alone-time in the muck no fuss was meant, it is only a space as big as a grain taken, escaping its identical brethren of billions on the sea floor. Oyst......Read the rest...

...Your honor, I have a squatter whose lazy as can be, for four years now he's been living Scott free.. He slept away the winter, awoke in late spring. I know I never gave him permission to move in........Read the rest...

...Impoverished courtesy scam artists Harvey Specter Entrapment videre licet fiendish gnarly hustling scheme erector - sent me to the poor house, where alms not forthcoming to ease financial affli......Read the rest...

...In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings, I spotted you, the naked shadow, a birth from the depth of the holy nothingness. You crossed its silent threshold, comi......Read the rest...

...Defeat embraces the soul that has unraveled from lies, baring the pure truth. In the library of destiny, where each heart inscribes its chronicles, I lingered among the scrolls of loss, in the cham......Read the rest...

...In a world where whispers were the currency of women, a letter dared to roar. Tagore, the weaver of unseen truths, unfurled a tale with threads of fire. Mrinal, a caged bird with a song unhe......Read the rest...

...Hills & Crosses I hung myself on a cross To atone for my works An attempt on my soul To rid him off of his unwholesomeness To cut off the tree of transgressions, I continously ate of its f......Read the rest...

... "Cocoon" They say... a New World traces over the old, leaving the unaware, erased, far behind the old unaware, left far behind, crawls the walls in its web of ......Read the rest...

...In the amalgamation of days, we forge a merciless kingdom, Telling stories of a future where fear and betrayal share a cold kiss. A land of howling blizzards, where the heart freezes to find its pl......Read the rest...

...In the depths of her soul, she's yearning for touch, In a void of despair, where emotions are crushed. Once her fortress, her solace, her knight, Now distant, indifferent, cloaked in spite. He ......Read the rest...

...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery: A Broken Doll's Lament Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright, A scream ripped from silence, shatter......Read the rest...

...Goliath was a big threat to Israel A giant with intimidating records Of military prowess which turned Israelite soldiers To a bunch of faithless cowards And to an army of lily livered derelicts......Read the rest...

...If I were the Antichrist, I would wait and watch, When God gets tired of humanity He would unleash me, his scourge. I would begin by encouraging 'peace' After all I know all tongues, I would ......Read the rest...

...Attentiveness is the currency of life & to flow it needs your permission It can't flow without you within its wave so, you must control your attention Our observation is a key to the doors of the......Read the rest...

...Sleepless nights are currency exchanged for nightmares Too ominous to sleep through......Read the rest...