Humiliation Poems - Poems about Humiliation

...Why? Why? Why kill psychologists in my life? Why? They don’t see my sufferings and my life. They are just killing me. A long time ago I haven’t own a life. I haven’t lived. They just foll......Read the rest...

... "Sliders" 500 clicks down, was code phrase for battle ships gone all depth charge. The deeper you go down that black-holed sink, the more you understand in your oxygen deprived brain,......Read the rest...

...Lake county music company filled with slots carney folk real carny folk the little pete's illegal gambling road show throughout the Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter Balistreiri the ......Read the rest...

...This painting is called Imperfecty Beautiful, I did it some time back, but it has a lot of meaning to me.I learned a great lesson when I painted it, everything in this picture is out of lin......Read the rest...

... Conditions, atmosphere and circumstances and people are each one constantly changes. Comittments, goals in life are very beneficial when one's personal growth is within self. ......Read the rest...

...There’s something worse than feeling sad yes, worse than feeling blue. There’s something worse than feeling had and knowing you’ve been used. There’s something worse than feeling scared, and......Read the rest...

...My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month Which acknowledgement ought to be year round, similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic unconditional acceptance and ......Read the rest...

..."Born William Henry McCarty, Jr. AKA, Billy the Kid or El Chivito, (Billy Goat/Kid). He had a younger brother named Joseph, and they both had an older sister named Bridget McCarty. Not mu......Read the rest...

...Under the heavy and ash-gray wing of the evening, In the melancholic waltz of memories awakened in rains, Through the night stretching its hand like an old bell-ringer, Ringing the bell of departu......Read the rest...

...I wouldn’t say that life is fair, but sometimes the wind blows in our favour. We do sense tension in the air, every time life issues a disclaimer. In life you may be coerced, in to becoming a self bl......Read the rest...

...(Approaching Ingalls Peak, 2012, original oil) Rites of Passage Forty-six years ago, my first winter in the Pacific NW my first winter break at college, I headed out to climb Mt Stuar......Read the rest...

... And soon you will see that inside every impossible is the word “possible”…if only we dare to see it. - TerKeurst, Lysa. What Happens When Women Say Yes to God Devotional (p. 40). Harves......Read the rest...

...For all that perished in the fire of your love, I now offer you everything, the past, the present, my whole life. I still hope, one day, to see you return, For I have kept those years, ready to gi......Read the rest...

...She counts her calories, Reminders that even her hips Can lie, as they lye quietly against His leg, hesitant to breathe, Soft as a kiss, yet longing to exhale, Winds of respite from the calories......Read the rest...

... Hate is the souvenir from lips, who echo darkness, words like swords, piercing into soft flesh, hearts breaking beneath the weapon’s sickening crack, words erasing the hope of ......Read the rest...