Dignity Poems - Poems about Dignity

...The challenge of modern man is to reconcile the antithetical aspects of his personality, On the level of the body, he is an animal; on the level of the ego, an aspiring god. The fate of the animal ......Read the rest...

...If I should write a poem, my last, Before the frosty morn', My cause would be the dignity, Of those we choose to scorn. The legacy of those who live, Is more than who they link, The blessed r......Read the rest...

... Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry, With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples, When now a country honors not classical bards: O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarc......Read the rest...

...Back on the beaches of Normandy The old men are assembled there On walking sticks or Zimmer frames Some confined to their wheelchair, This diminishing band of heroes, Survivors from eighty yea......Read the rest...

...I see blood gushing out of his chest and I stood at the corner and take a deep breath, they have been exchanging gunfire for more than nine hour and he has taken down a hundred and twenty men with a......Read the rest...

...In the wee hour of the morning I hear my spirit calling, I wasn’t sure how to respond to it but my emotion made me answer it. It was extremely dark outside and the street light on the other side s......Read the rest...

... At early dawn pearly dew drops glistening on lawn. Pearly tear drop sparkled on your cheek ! How can I miss ? It's my bliss to kiss and lick. ......Read the rest...

... May 28 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Esther 4-6 Key Verse – Esther 4:14 For if thou altogether holdest thy peace at this time, then shall there enlargement and deliverance arise ......Read the rest...

...Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic ......Read the rest...

...In the hush of a May morning, I wander through the murmurs of a forgotten meadow, where time weaves through the tall grass, and the stones speak softly of the past. Old, weathered headstones, s......Read the rest...

...In the darkest recesses of my mind a maelstrom brews, a tempest unseen epilepsy's insidious tendrils weave a tapestry of chaos, thoughts ensnared Every step a battle, every task a test concent......Read the rest...

...The voice of my ancestors The genesis of mankind never exclude my forefathers Cos they were the beginning from the beginning So i am never alone in this cold world The connection between me ......Read the rest...

...The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull u......Read the rest...

...Nothing to see so little to hear speak and be silenced. Smells peculiar... Are my thoughts even mine? Everything is glorious in the shadows of night Bright lights that dim truth all sparkle and ......Read the rest...

...He stood at the foot of the hill and gazed at her watching from her window sill with the night light shining in her face and particles of hope running all over the place. Her bulging eyes circle the ......Read the rest...