Dignity Poems - Poems about Dignity

...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...

...Here I lie in this cooler, this fridge where I would rather not be, but the truth of the matter is you’ve done it, you got the best of me I lasted as long as I could, and I put up a good fight, but ......Read the rest...

... If only you knew Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One Rumi Quote: “If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.” 1st place contest winner ......Read the rest...

...At the wake of their economic turmoil Destitute sailors with battered ships Set sails to seek fields of greener pastures Aided by Indian Ocean winds, they drifted north Welcomed with open hands a......Read the rest...

...My name is so special; I would not exchange it for a bunch of flowers or a day’s political power, it is very common and I get very angry when you miss-spell it, miss-pronounce it or use it in vain. ......Read the rest...

... Written: May 12, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Delicate views reveal fractured strands Grasping for straws, mere words alone Hidden from anxiety is a solit......Read the rest...

...Super Power, control society desire Shoving their wicked ways They call me racist, gays splatters screens Babies birth of woman, not two men at play Disputing the foundation, bible bleeds, anc......Read the rest...

... * death is a process of many stages, and dementia can be one of the ugliest … Dad taught me many lessons in life, and he fought to the last to retain what sensibilities he could. I miss you, RT. * ......Read the rest...

... so easy to fall, and so hard to break free somehow as a child I knew it was as if they knew my name before I had a clue at 10 reading books about orphans free from the church the dignity of......Read the rest...