Poems About Human Rights Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about human rights published by members recently online.
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
Acquitting Sin
Screams are amplified inside the chamber
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality
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DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
Acquitting Sin
Screams are amplified inside the chamber
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality
159 reads
21 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
9th Dec 2024 7:57am
Acquitting Sin
Screams are amplified inside the chamber
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
Insults are hurled before any intent is shown
They speak of harming their leftist neighbor
While calloused hearts become hard as stone
Hate-speak echoes off cold desperate walls
Envious egos grow bitter before turning sour
Hanging judges fill these holes in judicial halls
Acquitting sin for the wealthy to hold the power
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality
159 reads
21 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
120 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
120 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
5th Aug 2023 4:01pm
5th Aug 2023 4:01pm
Corruption-the deal
Corruption ...
is a cancer, which is spreading in every country, which is killing two out of four human beings. Which is slowly hollowing the human being like a termite
well since our childhood, our own loving mother teaches us the path of bribe.. she says :If you do this work, I will give you chocolate. N the same child becomes a corrupt leader by eating chocolate when he grows up
In childhood, mother used to give bribe and when we grow up and fall in love, then you have to pay bribe in love too
Today the man is walking on the...
is a cancer, which is spreading in every country, which is killing two out of four human beings. Which is slowly hollowing the human being like a termite
well since our childhood, our own loving mother teaches us the path of bribe.. she says :If you do this work, I will give you chocolate. N the same child becomes a corrupt leader by eating chocolate when he grows up
In childhood, mother used to give bribe and when we grow up and fall in love, then you have to pay bribe in love too
Today the man is walking on the...
#dark
#HumanRights
225 reads
11 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
5th Aug 2023 4:01pm
5th Aug 2023 4:01pm
Corruption-the deal
Corruption ...
is a cancer, which is spreading in every country, which is killing two out of four human beings. Which is slowly hollowing the human being like a termite
well since our childhood, our own loving mother teaches us the path of bribe.. she says :If you do this work, I will give you chocolate. N the same child becomes a corrupt leader by eating chocolate when he grows up
In childhood, mother used to give bribe and when we grow up and fall in love, then you have to pay bribe in love too
Today the man is walking on the...
is a cancer, which is spreading in every country, which is killing two out of four human beings. Which is slowly hollowing the human being like a termite
well since our childhood, our own loving mother teaches us the path of bribe.. she says :If you do this work, I will give you chocolate. N the same child becomes a corrupt leader by eating chocolate when he grows up
In childhood, mother used to give bribe and when we grow up and fall in love, then you have to pay bribe in love too
Today the man is walking on the...
#dark
#HumanRights
225 reads
11 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:52pm
23rd Oct 2024 8:52pm
Wishes
We, I IS ME would like to say election season greeting to any and all participants here on DUP
To all of those that have based your political decisions on any type of prejudice we truly pray that you receive all that you vote for.
The thing about hate is it can often return and slap you in the face, think Roe V Wade
Hate is the gift that keeps on giving
Now this is about supporting one party or the other we believe you're screwed regardless but who's going to screw you the least.
Men wanting control and rights back over women
Some people wanting control...
To all of those that have based your political decisions on any type of prejudice we truly pray that you receive all that you vote for.
The thing about hate is it can often return and slap you in the face, think Roe V Wade
Hate is the gift that keeps on giving
Now this is about supporting one party or the other we believe you're screwed regardless but who's going to screw you the least.
Men wanting control and rights back over women
Some people wanting control...
#humankind
#HumanRights
#inequality #politics
#inequality #politics
169 reads
10 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:52pm
23rd Oct 2024 8:52pm
Wishes
We, I IS ME would like to say election season greeting to any and all participants here on DUP
To all of those that have based your political decisions on any type of prejudice we truly pray that you receive all that you vote for.
The thing about hate is it can often return and slap you in the face, think Roe V Wade
Hate is the gift that keeps on giving
Now this is about supporting one party or the other we believe you're screwed regardless but who's going to screw you the least.
Men wanting control and rights back over women
Some people wanting control...
To all of those that have based your political decisions on any type of prejudice we truly pray that you receive all that you vote for.
The thing about hate is it can often return and slap you in the face, think Roe V Wade
Hate is the gift that keeps on giving
Now this is about supporting one party or the other we believe you're screwed regardless but who's going to screw you the least.
Men wanting control and rights back over women
Some people wanting control...
#humankind
#HumanRights
#inequality #politics
#inequality #politics
169 reads
10 Comments
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