Persecutes Poems - Poems about Persecutes

...Sweetness and sourness of life depends on the seasoning of emotions. We are blessed with the gift of birth, but our thoughts are processed using different ingredients. We all explore paths to ......Read the rest...

...There is one thing a liar hates calling it poison and that is to be educated by the truth morally wisdom has superior knowledge based on fact We can cast shadows over everything when justifying......Read the rest...

...Creatures come and sit birds, insects flap their wings and squat lizards and snakes lie down coiled but the rough and tough idol endures all those that beat their chests in the name of joy, pas......Read the rest...

...New York City is really the City that never sleeps Witches and Warlocks are Always up at night Trying to curse it But too many want to come Here to live their dreams I grew up where a red car......Read the rest...

...mallards... a pair koi carp can't compete... duck feet strang orange shapes ~ sunshine... summertime fickle spring... climate changing muted cuckoos ~ Jenny wren... begging let summe......Read the rest...

...Now sometimes a person says I love you with the love of the Lord. We are not sure whether it’s the love of the Lord because sometimes people have motives behind. If you have lived long enough, you ......Read the rest...

...When I asked sea about the Pearls, It laughed and said that is one of my lovely jewels. When I asked about light to the sun! Overjoyed, he uttered there is no life without it. I asked river......Read the rest...

...Falling like lightening he who was cast forth from the greatest heights behold a pale horse and the name of him who sat on it was death Hades followed him killing with the sword of hunge......Read the rest...

...ANOTHER YEAR WITH YOU Unto the night sky, I see a lace of stars twinkling bright and far beyond the moon with a grin of mystique light I welcome the thought that two nights fr......Read the rest...

...Motorcycle Persecution gone mad. Are they persecuting Posties? On the streets of Brissy town , Cos them brawny bloody bikies, Have made the Police to frown, Hells Angels on Vespas, on t......Read the rest...

...The concept of precious freedom Was born in the bowels of heaven. In the bondage the world offers; Fear throughout our lives is woven. God hates mental or physical bondage, Common to many an ear......Read the rest...

...…And the obscurity ever so profound… Stuffing a new-born with apprehension… Nebulous prophecies it recites… As my prospect begins to diminish… The ravens soaring high above… As fatality become......Read the rest...