Escaping Poverty – An Original Poem
and all my dreams came true,
the house, the car; the suite.
A suiter pursued and ensnared
by lady love's gaze.
little weeds sprouting from seeds.
Tommy's five and the other's three,
he just started talking.
Oh, sweet memories!
to hunger pains and
nourishing Trojan horses,
those three rotten courses
that unleash samurai,
slicing up my insides.
with no lavatory to call my own.
A winter refugee in so many homes,
paying for my stay with strings
that unravel my dignity.
in ways that I can't say.
Living a lifetime of love,
with concern from above.
Thanks to my doctor
and refills receptors suffering from atrophy.
A consolation prize to heal my soul;
restore my health, with an injection
of synthetic wealth.
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Very good poem as always! Thanks for sharing😊
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Thank you for the compliment,
I do try to make the good for you :)
@gonzo synthetic for the win :)
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Wow!
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I really enjoyed this poem, quite clever how the begining links the end.
Thank you, I am glad that you liked it :)