Prostrates Poems - Poems about Prostrates

...If you had created me for the pleasure of man, why create me at all? For there seems no sense in giving me desire or love. If you had created me to accompany man, why did you give me legs at all? ......Read the rest...

...At this trembling staggering age, Dear deprived mother of, I don't know whom, Struggling to survive, And might be survival of, Someone, older than you… Vending toys, ball-pens, Sun-screens ......Read the rest...

...Every day you awake you need to give thanks, I am the past and the present; You are the potential. I am the essential. You are the future; I am the now! I am the reality in that order - Means I a......Read the rest...

...When a politician tells you that he put On a red boxers with white singlet inside Ask him to wait till you look at it properly before you could believe him so to remain insane. If a man on a ......Read the rest...

...In his seething silence, I spoke, softly to him, “Did I desire once to be higher than you, oh seething heart? Could I, in my human flesh, sympathize for your imminent demise? Cradling you in my so......Read the rest...

...Thinking that I held love’s promised certitude yet brandishing a broken heart~ “True Love” lied and languished in Daily Disney Land Delusion~ Time’s painful reproach surreptitiously surrendered~ ......Read the rest...

...Thrown apart MY trust in the thirst of this land, be withered without ME like dust and sand, Prostrated nor you felt the fragrance of Right, Such a fool art thou to long for respite, Su......Read the rest...