Pages tagged with Hatred
This poem describes the attitude of a country leader who is very jealous of the leader of another country.
No more than a boy he leaves home for a new life. The people he leaves behind are cold and lost. He makes a good life but his past haunts him and returns as an observer, then happy he made the right choice a ghost of the past fades away.
Infidel they say ...some secretly remain silent ..just to avoid the open infidelity
Imagine those countries having to pay restitution for all the wrong inflicted in the period of slavery.
It really is amusing to think that someone can love us just the way we want to be loved...only one person can do that and that is your self. But you will keep on trying to find him or her...silly you be!
This is a short poem which deals with the tragedy of divorce. No one comes out the winner.
This is sheer my observation based on the information I get from around and the media.
This is my poem of the Easter message telling us all that The Saviour did, because of His love for us .
Our Creator has made sure that we find heaven right here on earth. We are given total freedom to be in charge of our destiny including that of our fellow travelers. We need to take a deep breath, ponder and count our blessings.
This is the continuation of my story from Creation through to Salvation - as I see it.
Man has divided himself in the boundaries of castes, colours, creeds, countries etc. Driven by his selfish interests and hatred he has caused death, destruction and bloodshed on the earth. The world will be a better place if he realises his true value as God's creature.
A poem that has been on my mind for a week. I don't have much to say on this one. Comments are open.
A poem that took me an hour or two to make. This poem came to me off of an idea in reality. Something that I reveal mid-way through the poem. This one is actually pretty straightforward. Comments are open.
About a factory where every worker hated their job. Deep depression is embedded into the culture of the factory.
Despite our stunning progress in Science and Technology, we relapse into basic instincts of hatred and vengeance. Rabble-rousing by few brings out raw emotions that threaten to become full blown wars to spell the destruction of our nurturing planet. And much promise nipped in the bud ...
Reply to a love-letter sometimes shall be a stone pasted over with honey
Being grown in a family where domestic violence is a daily routine, it is somewhat my experiences and observations which would be writing this article...
We allow few to decide our fate and destiny. Their ego and emotions trump reason. That means we are yet to realize the fruits of a shared journey and our limitless potential. History repeats itself when we fail to stand by logic and reason.
This poem is something out of my everyday life for the past week. As for where I live somewhat influenced this poem. There has been a street festival going on lately and it will be ending soon. And it is sad to see it go just as fast as it showed up. But through my eyes, I saw somethi...
This poem has a bit of irony to it. Because I'm not really looking into something that is a really 'dreams' but really more off of a nightmarish setting instead. In that, is the quality of this poem. But a more deeper and 'lifeless' message is within this poem. Comments are open.
Life is Magic and horror. It’s walking to the edge and being led back, and then again your head starts to reel with the memory of it. A collection of Random Rantings and Poems
