Poems from everywhere

[hairless17]

Thanks mum

[أم بدر الدين]

You are welcome

[hairless17]

What about Dad
No poems !0

[أم بدر الدين]

Look i like my mother too much and since she died in Rhamadan ..this makes me only think and remember her

[أم بدر الدين]

This is a father poem for you brother


[SIZE="6"]Life Lessons


You may have thought I didn't see,
Or that I hadn't heard,
Life lessons that you taught to me,
But I got every word.


Perhaps you thought I missed it all,
And that we'd grow apart,
But Dad, I picked up everything,
It's written on my heart.


Without you, Dad, I wouldn't be
The (woman)(man) I am today;
You built a strong foundation
No one can take away.


I've grown up with your values,
And I'm very glad I did;
So here's to you, dear father,

[hairless17]

Life is the best teacher

[أم بدر الدين]

Thank you too much

[hairless17]

ANy poems about rich and poor people

[أم بدر الدين]

I will find a poem abot that if i can

[hairless17]

The Poor Getting More Poor


Time it does pass slowly when you've got no work to do
And every hour spent idle it passes slow as two
One's better by far working no matter what the pay
It's a better way to pass the time than idling all day.

But some have to stay idle for them there is no job
And they depend upon the State to get their living bob
And for those who are unemployed the hands of time turn slow
And boredom creeps into their lives and boredom grow and grow.

How come there's not enough work enough to go around
As all of those who can work ought to be entitled for to earn their living pound
There should be jobs for everyone as unemployment is caused by greed
And it's all of those who don't share and share alike put other souls in need.

As the unemployment figures rise the crime rate rises too
Circumstance cause some to turn to crime they've little choice but to
With no spare cash in pocket and of work they've been denied
And puny hand outs from the State does little for one's pride.

It's a strange World we live in the poor getting more poor
And the rich keep getting richer more powerful and secure
And if some people turn to crime on them don't put full blame
As measly hand outs from the State force them to lives of shame.

Francis Duggan

[أم بدر الدين]

The Poor Getting More Poor

A great title indeed
thank you for the poem

[hairless17]

You are welcome

[aylana]

as usual fantastic congratulation our lmd poet

[hairless17]

Thanks Aylana and welcome again

[aylana]

Resistence

Resist the waves nights and days
Struggle to survive ad realize
Like ancestor against the colonizer


Rebel not with force but mind
Persuade your opponent and be kind
Don't be shy or afriad,just use reason and mind


Life is dark and light
Be careful,be ready for your right
You might succeed,fail but never abdicate