Servile Poems - Poems about Servile

... Those New Gods evacuate the violence simulating patience they were once created to guide us, they overtook us snapped our heads off every time we thought of violence Those New God......Read the rest...

...When that storm arrived, the entire congregation in genuflection knelt before Her poetic prayers, they saw themselves shining, eventually, in Her reflection scandalously quiet like per......Read the rest...

...She smiles and considers the crowd, all backward somersaulting detached vagabonds, all, serious soft smalls revealed - marshmallows imbued with the glee of writing irregular poetry; works of......Read the rest...

... In the terrane of deplorable deprivation manifested in the wasteland of wretched desertion, the obscure tufts of the subdued slender grass struggle to rise through the cleavage of stony dest......Read the rest...

...Do we not hear the knocking on our door Or is it that our hearing is so poor? Is it with ignorance or arrogance That we still plunder earth and dump our waste? Seems our role here is to abuse na......Read the rest...

...The languishing life with future tentative in tormenting time, writhes in its crushing clutch of stifling suffering, the bearing of the being breaks and bleeds in pining pain, finds the s......Read the rest...

...Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promis......Read the rest...

...“Let the last rays of the setting sun shine serenity on the last mile we traverse” – Quote by Poet The emerald forest mesmerizingly so mystique, spreads the shroud of surreal stillne......Read the rest...

...From deep inside her complex nest She rules her colony And sees that all the others there Her orders they obey. Hundreds of her daughters there live. Her strict rules they all fear. Their fat......Read the rest...

...Well, so they tell us- the political gladiators and heavy weights. That in permanent servitude we must remain. They create a void in our stomachs, which they momentarily fill with what they c......Read the rest...

...Unsatiated cravings open the floodgate of suffering, the surging torrent of torment tosses the servile soul, for in the karmic cycle of being born and reborn, desire doesn’t die, but it’s a blink ......Read the rest...

...Platos dualism… Laertius' "magi” The most noble say we are an extraordinary event And I agree with their logic and sentiment An opportunity occurrence heaven sen......Read the rest...

...She has red lips and dimples round rabbit eyes brushing hair waving over a broad forehead is coming her slender legs are long The ends of skirt sway over lap Her waist is an ant's Her breasts......Read the rest...

...or The Living Death beneath Macbeth "The top 1 percent of households globally own 43 percent of all personal wealth, while the bottom 50 percent own only 1 percent." ......Read the rest...

...A simmering fractured breath Deliciously drawn Permeates my lifeblood Where fetid thoughts are born An insincere promise Impure, misfit ways A venerated oath Wanting crystal days Bound by c......Read the rest...