Censuring Poems - Poems about Censuring

...a cool spring Midwestern morning the preacher started his sermon a guest preacher known for fire and brimstone the little country church was filled censuring the flock about their sins claiming ......

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...The most revered mother seated in the valley Among the seven sacred hills of Ramashringa Blessing all her children with love overflowing Who seek refuge in her with devotion flooding. She favou......

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...it's a narrow river, Flowing beneath The dark patchesof My soul Oh I know U can't traverse Ur canoes will Demolish in the Cyclone of my Censuring words.. Well,this river is Not for yo......

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...Fallen Statues In those endless, passionate nights, lying side-by-side in the dark, fallen statues of ourselves, we sought escape from the intense present through the past, the warm blanket......

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...I fancy that I am competent To write on the theme of fear— Only because I have spent much of my life in fear And thus seem to know the emotion inside out! Now, coping with fear Is somethin......

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...When someone else is at the wheel, There’s not much you can say ‘Cause no one likes a back-seat driver Getting in the way. A passenger cannot control The route or time or speed And so restraint and ......

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...Life is much more bearable If, as I’ve sometimes found, You can strike out negatives And turn those vibes around. When you’re quite together, You can root around inside And find the place the positi......

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...Fingers, Toes, Not enough to contain love ones. Numerous beyond censuring? By no means, Barely breathing their names. Handful, Nevertheless, Seems like measureless charity. One breath for ea......

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...The asphalt against my face Sirens in the background My fresh warm blood censuring my eyes Over whelming feelings of regret and remorse rush through my mind What am I to do in the last moments of......

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