Sense Of Right And Wrong Poems - Poems about Sense Of Right And Wrong

... Non- living world to hold hidden consciousness. Under some favourable circumstances asd suitable environ, life originated from non- living sources. Started journey thr......

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...Forgive me but I just don't understand What drives “people” to enter a school Massacre forty young people And burn their female teacher alive It's beyond my comprehension How an intellig......

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...Once it seemed my consciousness sailed upon a sea in a time when the world was in a state of serenity. Troubles loomed then, but were perfumed with smiles, and although the journey in life had its......

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...Some sense the right and wrong before the right and wrong: An element of the back of mind? A tingle of the elusive soul? A good shaped form, called spirit?~which non believers mockingly refer to......

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...~ Worship And Praise ~ ( Pantoum ) ~O~ Worship God, pray each day, all way. Keep the Lord always in my life. Surely follow Him every day. Worship and Praise, in good and......

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...She slithered from the jungle in a Vera Wang sarong Like some wicked juju temptress with no sense of right or wrong. I remember how it thrilled me, Oh yeah, when she shimmied in the buff; And t......

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...I was once taught it was crazy (at least that’s what my Psychology professor said) for a person…any person…to hear voices in their head. I understand the lesson my psychology professor was conveyi......

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...I wish I were a psychopath, that's the state of mind I wish I had won, never knowing what it's like to experience at all one single emotion. I would gladly give up feeling love, joy and happiness, ......

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...I try to be good, but recalcitrance like a flower blooms in my hands, which have turned from flesh to wax. My sense of right and wrong wanes. Delinquence stems from lack of conscience, pushing......

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...Maggot eaten flesh of family relationships Putrid stench emanating from the sores Our sense of right and wrong we justify Hold our ground till the other person falls Where love and affection ru......

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...gesturing crudely about luck and doom blowing us towards the promised manic Paradise a steely eyed greeting committee providing the final hurdle their panel of erudite jurists concluded that his......

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...Why is it so hard for some to have self control? All you have to do is just have a little discipline. It’s a state of mind you should never have to be told. It’s based on strength of character tha......

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...The one who loved his mother well gave her respect through out the years when from a child he knew she cared and seldom caused her many tears. Although no saint, he always had a sharpened sens......

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...I know you won’t think so But I do understand Why you left to travel To an unknown foreign land Leaving everything you and I Grew up with Although I am not from your community, Not ......

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...Stalking I want to write a poem about my friend Tim He thinks I want to stalk everyone Ahh my friend That is so farther from the truth What is stalking? Stalking is being obsessed with someone ......

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