Pages tagged with Guilty
A poem about guilt and feelings that surround it. How can we deal with it? Read this if you need help.
Some folks are cruel, unmindful, remorseless jealous venomous and contagious.... this poem is a dedication in their memory.This has no relevance to anyone living or dead.
A mother would do anything to protect her brood, even killing... and plead guilty as charged.
Twins are physically identical. But do they have similar traits?
They share most things. But what happens when a girl comes in between? Read on!
Twins are physically identical. But do they have similar traits?
They share most things. But what happens when a girl comes in between? Read on!
Twins are physically identical. But do they have similar traits?
They share most things. But what happens when a girl comes in between? Read on!
Twins are physically identical. But do they have similar traits?
They share most things. But what happens when a girl comes in between? Read on!
Focuses on how one's conscience either prevents us from comitting immoral acts or eats us alive when we do commit any kind of wrong. It explores the idea that it is because we can feel a sense of guilt when we do wrong we are indeed innocent not of wrong doing but of evil.
" I want to tell you what the common place has to offer,
something they have not told about, something neglected...
something I gathered from my ramblings. "
This is a poem about a leader who is guilty, but yet innocent as investigations continue
“We have produced a world of contented bodies and discontented minds” - Adam Clayton Powell
Well i have written this poetry after listening to a huge lecture given to me by my dear mom on the topic food....i know it is a bit silly but hope you all like it.
This article concerns the trial and verdict of Casey Anthony who was accused of murdering her 2 year old daughter in 2008.
1. A quick poem about self image, and the frustration of looking at your reflection and seeing something you despise.
2. Just a couple of short acrostics about emotions we're all familiar with.
In the court room we all stood up to wait for jury's verdict, and when it came we were all surprise, the verdict took a few seconds before the celebration could sink in.
Left alone to stew in his mixed up emotions, the poet relates his thoughts as to eggs in a frying pan, a deep, dark, and iron frying pan.
Our justice system and prisons are becoming overloaded every day and with today’s economic conditions the lawyers advertise like a lion waiting for his next meal. All you have to do is turn on your television and you can find a law firm advertising for people to call their number fo...
I give examples of my vacation to The Dominican Republic, and the strange attitudes some people have to holidays in third world countries and charity in general.
