Poems About: PRIDE

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

  • 229.
    Realities Odor

    To walk along and feel the breeze of newly scented pride.
    What's that?
    A draft of wind,
    In short it shall subside. read more »

    William Douglas Rodenberg
  • 230.
    Once Upon a Time

    The past calls out
    Memories cry silent in the night
    The minds clear, hearing with out doubt
    Who is wrong or who is right read more »

    Patricia Gale
  • 231.
    Be it a potted pant

    One may draw confidence
    From the robe or crown he wears.
    One may draw confidence
    From the skin he possesses. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 232.
    struggle

    struggle is what i'm going through
    as change is new & different
    why when your comfortable
    are you less likely to struggle read more »

    faye burford
  • 233.
    devin lee

    devin was my everything
    he was my world
    my pride and joy
    my laughter and my happiness read more »

    natalia anna joelie
  • 234.
    Perhaps Petals

    Perhaps the petal and its perfunctory task
    Carries a beautiful pride, a ape may be suffering;
    The petals of pride fall deeply and definitely
    Like a falling meteor, and landed astronaut. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 235.
    Offering Me

    Before the war the major had been a scholar,
    Systems were malfunctioning due to his guess,
    And so he jingled with pride at the open air,
    Instilling pride in those eyes that were two. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 236.
    Pride

    Pride is vanity
    Vanity is egotistic inflation
    Inflation overheats the
    economy. read more »

    John Lee Cameron
  • 237.
    Walked

    Native American Pride
    They always came to us with a bribe
    Wrong and misunderstood
    They took our hood read more »

    Sylvia Dise
  • 238.
    Destiny of a Puritan

    most emotions, are of a social nature,
    nurtured from childhood. I am no different-
    but I often pause to wonder, if i could
    rid myself of some pride, wonder read more »

    shimon weinroth
  • 239.
    Drowning**

    M drowning in this pain
    I cant ignore a battle lost
    My efforts were in vain
    And my pride, the battle cost read more »

    POOJA LADYLUCK
  • 240.
    Sonnet XXVII: Because I Oft

    Because I oft in dark abstracted guise
    Seem most alone in greatest company,
    With dearth of words, or answers quite awry,
    To them that would make speech of speech arise, read more »

    Sir Philip Sidney
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