-ly. lion. the cowardly lion. wizard of oz is freaky. that man behind the curtain? really? rrrrrruff. and a rrrruff. and then elton john and his yellow brick road…goood bye.
a coward, someone who cant stand up for what they believe in… but why? everyone should be able to say what they feel without fearing judgement.. if everyone was a coward there would be no innovation, but if everyone was cowardly there would be no need for the word, it would just be normalcy, to be afraid.
Fear of what I might achieve. The unusual cowardice – from the Cowardess. A woman so great that she fears being her best. Fears eclipsing a place she has been before.
Cowards are considered yellow, but what exactly does that mean. I know it means that they display cowardess but why do people call them yellow? Out of all of the colors did yellow seem the most cowardess?
I’m a coward. For not living out my faith the way Jesus calls me to do. For hiding behind the “American Dream” instead of going and making disciples. For making excuses that keep me in my comfort zone. For telling myself, “I’ll do everything right after enjoying college.”
boys. boys are cowards. they make me sick. they never know what they want. and this makes them a coward because they lie and cheat to get what they want instead of just being a man. it kills me. I love him and he can’t even see it. I want to be with him but he’s a coward and he’s blind to it, all of it. and they are dumb.
you are a coward. youdont take ccountability for your actions. you are not as cool as you think you are. i know who you are. and whats sad is i dont thin you even do anymore. you are not who met, you are not a beautiful person anymore. you are ugly on the inside and rough on the outside. grow the fuck up. stop acting like youre 21 again. that was 10 years ago. you will never be a rockstar. move away and find yourself, because you already lost me.
Cowardice is the worst sin there is. Cowardice is not taking the chances that life presents to you, not taking those leaps that will teach us more than your parents ever could. A coward will never see the fruit of his labor for he will never take the chances to make them grow.
I stood at the threshold of an insane altitude. I grimaced; what would it all be for if I didn’t jump?
A waste of fuel either way? Likely. Just another day-trip through the sky? Maybe.
But there are no bragging rights in cowardice. I closed my eyes and went for it!
Ok, I might have lied to myself a little when I thought it would be just like sky-diving in my dreams.
someone who is afraid to stand up for what they believe in and fallow their dreams. cowards miss out on the greatest things in life and never really get to fufill what they always have wanted. i am glad i am not a coward, most of the time. sometimes i am scared to go after what i really want to. i think everyone is though. alot of people do not really experience life to its fullest and this is a sad reality.
He was a coward, but a brave coward, you see. Unsure of how to go about life, he stepped forward and courageously touted his cowardice like a vice around his neck. Confused yet? You should be, because it really makes no sense. But life generally doesn’t make sense.
I indulged in the gossip. I felt like a coward craven callow consuming this fresh morsel–no, this feast. this VORTEX of hatred and self indulgence that left me feeling like I had had too much pizza; that i was swollen with guilt and i could FEEL the rivulets of orange grease running under my skin, but i continued to sink my teeth in with gusto.
you’re a coward. you cheated on me. i hate you. i hate what you did to me. i wish you would die. i hate you. i hate you. i have no respect for you. i hate you. you deserve nothing. i hate you.
As he looked into the dark nighttime alleyway, the man inside cursed at him, and in a moment of indecision and incredible decision, he ran. Just around the corner, but far enough. Far enough that he could hear her screams for the whole hour. That no matter how hard sweat dripped from his brow and his heart pounded in his chest, the screaming didn’t go away. The girl’s screams, and the single glance that she gave him, the last he saw of her until she was declared dead on the news, would paw at the back of his mind for the rest of his life. His cowardice, and its result.
cowardly you climb
into my bed
the ruffled sheets
hide the cracks
to creep
your fingers and toes in
the higher you are
the harder it gets
to breathe
then again
isn’t it hard to breathe anyways
when you’re afraid
As he looked into the dark nighttime alleyway, the man inside cursed at him, and in a moment of indecision and incredible decision, he ran. Just around the corner, but far enough. Far enough that he could hear her screams for the whole hour. That no matter how hard sweat dripped from his brow and his heart pounded in his chest, the screaming didn’t go away. The girl’s screams, and the single glance that she gave him, the last he saw of her until she was declared dead on the news, would paw at the back of his mind for the rest of his life. His cowardice, and its result.
“You’re a coward,” she said. Her wimple blew softly in the wind. Then, before he could speak, she jumped. The rest of the congregation- mothers, fathers, children, they followed soon after.
Are we all just cowards? How does one define coward? Do we each have a different, unique definition of the word? Of course, there’s the Marriam-Webster’s dictionary definition, but that doesn’t capture all of the emotion behind the word. Let’s be honest, dictionaries are just cowards.
People who fear that which they have no control over. They run from fights. Don’t stand up for what they believe in. They fear to fight for what they believe in and would rather cower behind others or let others let them make their decisions. Courage is definitely not in their vocabulary.
Maybe I am just a little bit but is it really my fault? From the moment were born were taught to act like cowards. Society is always pushing us to “fit in” and to conform to their standards. Dont stand out, just fit in. Dont have a say in whats going on, just do what everyone else is doing.
He looked like a coward. You could practically see the yellow stripe down his back, leaking down his sweaty legs in the hot sun. The whole man was practically melting. It’s like he’s never been in the desert before. How does he even stand up, looking all melt-y like that? Like a Salvador Dali painting.
I’m a coward, running down the street away from the crime scene. I’m a coward, refusing to say ‘I love you.’ I’m a coward, forbidding myself to make new friends. I’m a coward, hiding all alone and trying to raise myself with my poor parenting skills. I’m a coward, lying on my bed waiting for a phone call to prove that somebody in the world cares about me. All I know how to do is run and hide and cry and scream and rage. All I know is fear.
Is something we all fear to be, it is sad but true. If I was a coward I would hate myself, cause honestly bravery is the way to go. Or so our society says. But should we all be the same, I think not so give it up to the cowards! I love them so.
i don’t like to think that i’m a coward, but i probably am. if i wax poetic i could probably say that we all are, but the fact of the matter is that no matter how true (or not) that may be, there are every day heroes around us. some of us stand up for ourselves, some of us stand up for each other. some of us stand up for merely what we think is right and it disgusts– or saddens me to think that someone might back away from standing for their beliefs because they are cowardly. but i’m sure i’ve done it, sometime, somewhere.
Not fighting for what you believe in. Starting to sink into yourself and disappear away from who you truly are. Losing sight of what you are destined to be.
Look, there walks the coward
back into the shadows
where the soul fades
and the singing dies
for good
And then the coward
crawls back to his perch
atop your fingernails.
“You’re a coward,” she hissed, her eyes narrowed, “You’re a coward and you always have been. I have tried and tried to be patient with you, but if you won’t start doing what I tell you…” She flipped out her switchblade. “It’s the end of the line, babe.”
many many complex molecules swimming here.. these buildings will crumble as will my bones with time, we are only as good as what we create, but what is the quality of our creations. does it have an affect on the way my body will one day inevitably fade into cyclical time ?
I’m not a coward, but I know when to walk away from a losing battle. I was the only man in my unit who wasn’t wounded or dead. I knew there were too wounded to evacuate them, so I grabbed up my lieutenant. Not out of any kind of loyalty or friendship, but he had the best operational knowledge of our alien enemies. He was our best hope in surviving the next battle.
It just took an act of will, she thought. The building was empty and if she was quick she could be in and out with the odd trinket just as if she were another shadow.
This is what her intuition claimed.
However, fear wanted to digest that resolute faith. She resolved not to become that coward.
sometimes i feel like im a coward… i feel like im afraid to do the things i want to do. i know im a good person but im afraid to do whats right … that makes me a coward.
can’t as a coward to something to try as my dad used to say… not sure about the rest of that quote. too lazy to try maybe… hmmm what about yellow bellied sap suckers… ya think they could be considered cowards??? I know I definitely am not a coward :)
there is no such thing as a coward, for those who are afraid of what is, know no different, and those who are afraid of what could be are just ridiculous.
Does this mean something ? Am i alone in the Universe? is this website merely a reflection of my subconcious? sounds pretty deep…. a website that just flashes COWARD over and over again. it makes me think that I’m really hungry.
coward is someone who doesn’t have courage. someone who doesn’t own up to their emotions, doesn’t face their fears, doesn’t stick up for themselves, their beliefs, or other people. a coward would never be able to defeat a dragon. a coward is someone who believes everything they hear and doesn’t go out into the world to find out what the reality is firsthand.
Tipping to the left, the idiot fell body weight off his bar stool…got up like a funk coward, too afraid to put’em up! Little punks like this get handled against the grain, blood strained by the pure white cloth. Ready to kill is our motto!
-ly. lion. the cowardly lion. wizard of oz is freaky. that man behind the curtain? really? rrrrrruff. and a rrrruff. and then elton john and his yellow brick road…goood bye.
a coward, someone who cant stand up for what they believe in… but why? everyone should be able to say what they feel without fearing judgement.. if everyone was a coward there would be no innovation, but if everyone was cowardly there would be no need for the word, it would just be normalcy, to be afraid.
Fear of what I might achieve. The unusual cowardice – from the Cowardess. A woman so great that she fears being her best. Fears eclipsing a place she has been before.
Cowards are considered yellow, but what exactly does that mean. I know it means that they display cowardess but why do people call them yellow? Out of all of the colors did yellow seem the most cowardess?
I’m a coward. For not living out my faith the way Jesus calls me to do. For hiding behind the “American Dream” instead of going and making disciples. For making excuses that keep me in my comfort zone. For telling myself, “I’ll do everything right after enjoying college.”
boys. boys are cowards. they make me sick. they never know what they want. and this makes them a coward because they lie and cheat to get what they want instead of just being a man. it kills me. I love him and he can’t even see it. I want to be with him but he’s a coward and he’s blind to it, all of it. and they are dumb.
you are a coward. youdont take ccountability for your actions. you are not as cool as you think you are. i know who you are. and whats sad is i dont thin you even do anymore. you are not who met, you are not a beautiful person anymore. you are ugly on the inside and rough on the outside. grow the fuck up. stop acting like youre 21 again. that was 10 years ago. you will never be a rockstar. move away and find yourself, because you already lost me.
I think that a person who won’t be honest with you when you try to let them know they can speak their mind and it’s okay, are a coward.
Cowardice is the worst sin there is. Cowardice is not taking the chances that life presents to you, not taking those leaps that will teach us more than your parents ever could. A coward will never see the fruit of his labor for he will never take the chances to make them grow.
I stood at the threshold of an insane altitude. I grimaced; what would it all be for if I didn’t jump?
A waste of fuel either way? Likely. Just another day-trip through the sky? Maybe.
But there are no bragging rights in cowardice. I closed my eyes and went for it!
Ok, I might have lied to myself a little when I thought it would be just like sky-diving in my dreams.
someone who is afraid to stand up for what they believe in and fallow their dreams. cowards miss out on the greatest things in life and never really get to fufill what they always have wanted. i am glad i am not a coward, most of the time. sometimes i am scared to go after what i really want to. i think everyone is though. alot of people do not really experience life to its fullest and this is a sad reality.
He was a coward, but a brave coward, you see. Unsure of how to go about life, he stepped forward and courageously touted his cowardice like a vice around his neck. Confused yet? You should be, because it really makes no sense. But life generally doesn’t make sense.
I indulged in the gossip. I felt like a coward craven callow consuming this fresh morsel–no, this feast. this VORTEX of hatred and self indulgence that left me feeling like I had had too much pizza; that i was swollen with guilt and i could FEEL the rivulets of orange grease running under my skin, but i continued to sink my teeth in with gusto.
you’re a coward. you cheated on me. i hate you. i hate what you did to me. i wish you would die. i hate you. i hate you. i have no respect for you. i hate you. you deserve nothing. i hate you.
As he looked into the dark nighttime alleyway, the man inside cursed at him, and in a moment of indecision and incredible decision, he ran. Just around the corner, but far enough. Far enough that he could hear her screams for the whole hour. That no matter how hard sweat dripped from his brow and his heart pounded in his chest, the screaming didn’t go away. The girl’s screams, and the single glance that she gave him, the last he saw of her until she was declared dead on the news, would paw at the back of his mind for the rest of his life. His cowardice, and its result.
coward so would say it is bad an sham full to be a coward but this is a storey of a young boy was once a coward but grows up to be somthing great.
cowardly you climb
into my bed
the ruffled sheets
hide the cracks
to creep
your fingers and toes in
the higher you are
the harder it gets
to breathe
then again
isn’t it hard to breathe anyways
when you’re afraid
As he looked into the dark nighttime alleyway, the man inside cursed at him, and in a moment of indecision and incredible decision, he ran. Just around the corner, but far enough. Far enough that he could hear her screams for the whole hour. That no matter how hard sweat dripped from his brow and his heart pounded in his chest, the screaming didn’t go away. The girl’s screams, and the single glance that she gave him, the last he saw of her until she was declared dead on the news, would paw at the back of his mind for the rest of his life. His cowardice, and its result.
“You’re a coward,” she said. Her wimple blew softly in the wind. Then, before he could speak, she jumped. The rest of the congregation- mothers, fathers, children, they followed soon after.
Are we all just cowards? How does one define coward? Do we each have a different, unique definition of the word? Of course, there’s the Marriam-Webster’s dictionary definition, but that doesn’t capture all of the emotion behind the word. Let’s be honest, dictionaries are just cowards.
People who fear that which they have no control over. They run from fights. Don’t stand up for what they believe in. They fear to fight for what they believe in and would rather cower behind others or let others let them make their decisions. Courage is definitely not in their vocabulary.
Maybe I am just a little bit but is it really my fault? From the moment were born were taught to act like cowards. Society is always pushing us to “fit in” and to conform to their standards. Dont stand out, just fit in. Dont have a say in whats going on, just do what everyone else is doing.
He looked like a coward. You could practically see the yellow stripe down his back, leaking down his sweaty legs in the hot sun. The whole man was practically melting. It’s like he’s never been in the desert before. How does he even stand up, looking all melt-y like that? Like a Salvador Dali painting.
I’m a coward, running down the street away from the crime scene. I’m a coward, refusing to say ‘I love you.’ I’m a coward, forbidding myself to make new friends. I’m a coward, hiding all alone and trying to raise myself with my poor parenting skills. I’m a coward, lying on my bed waiting for a phone call to prove that somebody in the world cares about me. All I know how to do is run and hide and cry and scream and rage. All I know is fear.
Is something we all fear to be, it is sad but true. If I was a coward I would hate myself, cause honestly bravery is the way to go. Or so our society says. But should we all be the same, I think not so give it up to the cowards! I love them so.
i don’t like to think that i’m a coward, but i probably am. if i wax poetic i could probably say that we all are, but the fact of the matter is that no matter how true (or not) that may be, there are every day heroes around us. some of us stand up for ourselves, some of us stand up for each other. some of us stand up for merely what we think is right and it disgusts– or saddens me to think that someone might back away from standing for their beliefs because they are cowardly. but i’m sure i’ve done it, sometime, somewhere.
Not fighting for what you believe in. Starting to sink into yourself and disappear away from who you truly are. Losing sight of what you are destined to be.
Look, there walks the coward
back into the shadows
where the soul fades
and the singing dies
for good
And then the coward
crawls back to his perch
atop your fingernails.
What I am. What I don’t want to be. I try so hard to be brave, to tell you what I really feel but I fail, like a coward.
“You’re a coward,” she hissed, her eyes narrowed, “You’re a coward and you always have been. I have tried and tried to be patient with you, but if you won’t start doing what I tell you…” She flipped out her switchblade. “It’s the end of the line, babe.”
many many complex molecules swimming here.. these buildings will crumble as will my bones with time, we are only as good as what we create, but what is the quality of our creations. does it have an affect on the way my body will one day inevitably fade into cyclical time ?
poopie
I’m not a coward, but I know when to walk away from a losing battle. I was the only man in my unit who wasn’t wounded or dead. I knew there were too wounded to evacuate them, so I grabbed up my lieutenant. Not out of any kind of loyalty or friendship, but he had the best operational knowledge of our alien enemies. He was our best hope in surviving the next battle.
It just took an act of will, she thought. The building was empty and if she was quick she could be in and out with the odd trinket just as if she were another shadow.
This is what her intuition claimed.
However, fear wanted to digest that resolute faith. She resolved not to become that coward.
sometimes i feel like im a coward… i feel like im afraid to do the things i want to do. i know im a good person but im afraid to do whats right … that makes me a coward.
can’t as a coward to something to try as my dad used to say… not sure about the rest of that quote. too lazy to try maybe… hmmm what about yellow bellied sap suckers… ya think they could be considered cowards??? I know I definitely am not a coward :)
there is no such thing as a coward, for those who are afraid of what is, know no different, and those who are afraid of what could be are just ridiculous.
Does this mean something ? Am i alone in the Universe? is this website merely a reflection of my subconcious? sounds pretty deep…. a website that just flashes COWARD over and over again. it makes me think that I’m really hungry.
coward is someone who doesn’t have courage. someone who doesn’t own up to their emotions, doesn’t face their fears, doesn’t stick up for themselves, their beliefs, or other people. a coward would never be able to defeat a dragon. a coward is someone who believes everything they hear and doesn’t go out into the world to find out what the reality is firsthand.
Tipping to the left, the idiot fell body weight off his bar stool…got up like a funk coward, too afraid to put’em up! Little punks like this get handled against the grain, blood strained by the pure white cloth. Ready to kill is our motto!