Ungrateful Poems - Poems about Ungrateful

... We are living beings too. We too have sorrows, pains, sufferings, tears, Joy and happiness as well as the right, like yours, To survive on earth. We provide you with flowers, fruits, what a c......Read the rest...

...If rain poured in susurrating sounds of unshed tears, will ungrateful dialects change their insincere expressions of speech, or will this unheard voice forever be lost as echoes with......Read the rest...

...I’ve been considering defense In the context of the past tense In wars that we’ve waged Where our troops have been staged Who fought as though they had been caged They employed Violence o......Read the rest...

..."Blame it on the rain", for business on your sunny day, though it is a provider for you, you provide a poo poo. World, obstain or remains In your dusty bowl, she be more precious than gold ......Read the rest...

... Repent America, for your 7 great abominations. Like Ancient Nineveh, you have also shed innocent blood, you adulterous and ungrateful drunkards. You have forsaken God for another. Your Apat......Read the rest...

...I think Sacrifice should be women's first name. No matter Where you stand People respect you for bowing down. "Wow, this is called indian lady." It's not something she want  to hear. Compro......Read the rest...

... My Child, I Need You to Realize, When the Storms of Life Threaten Security Like A Predator Stalking it's Prey Unpredictable Devastation May Occur But Storms are not Here to Stay When Peace is......Read the rest...

... Dreams are a window to the future, real or surreal - poet. If it was a dream it was like no other, soft, delicate, with silky feathers the angel beckoned me to an enchanting embrace. I was t......Read the rest...

...Godlessness in the Last Days But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, [Taking selfie pictures of themselves and post ing them over th......Read the rest...

...She's thirty-three, single, her Mom babysits her five year old son. She reassures herself it's just two more hours, then it's the blessed weekend. Which means delicious sleep. She has no nest ......Read the rest...

...Whoever you are death will come, whether you are king, or simply scum. Wherever you go, death will follow, on Earth or Mars or even Apollo. No one escapes the angel of death, your spirit he’ll claim,......Read the rest...

...In the dirty hands of poverty, Scavengers of the Republic of Enlightenment Quench their thirst under the eyelids of the proletarians. A sinecure of hard drugs To silence the lamentations of t......Read the rest...

... OFFENSIVE !! Gus Ferenski had a problem. It was a beautiful day outside. The rebel sun gazing down like a peeping Tom. The factory air, fresh and clean as a San Francisco hippie. The l......Read the rest...

...*THE MIND* I know a damsel who dances to the tune of circumstances Never believes in the power of positivity Always quick to claim negativity Blaming God for everything And asking questions ......Read the rest...

...With or without snow falling, there will be more Christmases, more joyful carols for me to sing: hoping peace will brighten all hearts! I'll give the shivering beggar a heavy coat to keep coz......Read the rest...