Poems About: PRIDE

In this page, poems on / about “pride” are listed.

  • 109.
    Pride

    Pride exalts itself
    It cannot ask for help
    It cannot even pray
    Humbly kneel today read more »

    Cynthia BuhainBaello
  • 110.
    pride

    a fatal flaw in our natural design
    something god wasnt meant to leave behind
    in irresponsible hands he placed it
    the feeling of being better than others is a feeling wasted read more »

    LC Ian MckayCarbajal
  • 111.
    The Pride of a Woman

    The pride of a woman lies in the bare root of her soul,
    The content of her character and the switch in her strole,
    The greatest once wrote with not a single lie,
    That she danced like she got diamond at the meetings of her thighs, read more »

    breanna givens
  • 112.
    Where women walk with “sass” and “stride”,

    Where women walk with “sass” and “stride”,
    And men measure their worth in battle,
    There burns a superficial pride. read more »

    Lazarus Knix
  • 113.
    Were I A Lion King

    Were I a lion king of the pride how proud a lion I'd be
    To think that other lions for miles around are very scared of me
    In the stillness of the African night I would roar aggressively
    I would not be kind to other lions or in ways act neighbourly read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 114.
    Your pride in a flag

    Just a small part of this World of your Nation you brag
    And you wave your patriotism in your National flag
    If your team win the International game today
    Your boss won't give you extra in your next week's pay. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 115.
    when i died

    The day they won,
    i picked up a gun
    3 bullets to the head
    Pride, read more »

    Brittney Phillips
  • 116.
    The Marine

    Honor, courage and commitment as one is Pride
    so pure and strong as a stallion at full stride
    Its grace and beauty like an eagle soars through the sky
    pride that is seen in every Marines eye read more »

    Rafael Ruiz
  • 117.
    'the happeist day' - edgar a. poe

    The happiest day - the happiest hour
    My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
    The highest hope of pride and power,
    I feel hath flown. read more »

    erica green
  • 118.
    What Kill’s a man with power

    Gather a powerful man’s share in his bucket until it’s full
    He still stands there as if he never received one copper
    He stands there expecting for you to just pull
    More copper in is bucket making it look improper read more »

    Alvin Parkinson
  • 119.
    Ode to Clyde

    CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
    YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE

    CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE read more »

    Sunnie Bianco
  • 120.
    Ex-Whore

    I'm a miserably predictable
    Broken, sticked-up doll.
    My dress is torn, my hair matted
    And one arm dangles at my side. read more »

    Ana Podarevska
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