Pitied Poems - Poems about Pitied

...Travel is not a right But a privilege, thus spoke Zarathustra In his most late incarnation Travelling is tied with applying But it’s more than ridiculous to ask for privileges. Especially since......

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...A man is to be pitied when he lacks courage, when the challenge of freedom frightens him, When he chooses to remain on the soft pillows of security, like a prisoner of his own comfort, Watching lif......

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...The world doesn’t want me— I feel it in the spaces between words, in the rooms that fall silent when I enter, in the way their eyes cut through me, sharp and indifferent. I exist like an echo no ......

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...ON THE LEDGE; Hughes Turner Project HTP: Hughes/Turner/Di Cola --------------------------------------------------------- Sometimes I lose my faith in heaven Sometimes I lose my fear of hell Some......

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...Once we were numb a symptom of uncaring to be notice we become overbaring what flavors this it's so addictive me in need makes me so submissive once I was numb Once I was Numb Unloved f......

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... your breath upon the window freezes, lace ? yet soft upon my cheek, its somber strains as dampened words collect in tears to trace the spoor of sorrow weeping from my veins y......

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...Life's humdrum equates with pain; would sharing it lessen the downheartedness? Does that seem to shatter my whole being? I wonder, in a world's picture gallery, see paintings from all over the ......

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...He walked into the dusty saloon, maybe an hour after high noon, his face still smooth with the touch of youth, eyes dead-set on seeking out the truth. He saw him there, two men at his side, lo......

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...I'm frightened to 'just short' of death Frozen in unarticulated fear Making no noise at all, looking calm Skin crawls Ache in my ribs like I'm waiting to breathe Haze to vision periphery sugges......

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...My heart bleeds, No blood's seen, Everyone there flees, Except a teen. Tho' she said no! My pain is inside, Nobody knows, Where it resides. My tear dro......

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...You never know you may possess the eternity gene the one that morphed from mundane into miracle. It would seem wonderful... at first you'd become a star you tube phenom a best seller everybo......

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...She kept walking, kept travelling... A Traveller by profession, she kept exploring. With a pure and kindest heart inside her soul, She was pretty easy to pick, easy to be fooled. Her feet......

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... feathers … white, wafting wildly but singed … not from heaven, too near the sun but the fiery dungeon, deep … angelic and sinless, they came to save me to retrieve the hot brand of id tha......

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... Naked Unashamed Standing here, here am I, Can no longer feel comfort, can no longer cry. This has all been too much for me, No one to no longer turn to Oh God, but thee. I stand he......

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...I think at first perhaps she pitied me With my fumbling teenaged kissing But to her as a separated mother I provided some love she was missing. She risked her very reputation. I, perhaps, riske......

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