Rat Hole Poems - Poems about Rat Hole

...My main goal in 2022 was to clean out my enormous bedroom mess. There is a stack of boxes beside my bed which is now under a pile of stuff. Pieces of a variety of things stick out their tongues and......Read the rest...

...In an old house there once lived a black cat From half a mile she could smell a fat rat She was too lazy to run Liked to spend time in the sun Lounging on worn out red and white frayed mat. On......Read the rest...

...A fat cat lived in a house on the mound From a mile she could smell the brat rat around She was too lazy to run about and hound Spent time lying on frayed mat on the ground. One day when i......Read the rest...

...In the old house there once lived a fat cat From half a mile she could smell a brat rat She was too lazy to run about and play Spent time lying on worn out mat gray. One day she didn’t fi......Read the rest...

...I heard your voice first while you were sitting behind me on the second row in grade nine class The moment I saw you first, I felt a volcano booming, inside me I heard you criticize my school......Read the rest...

...Spring carried its call on that May morning; From churning the fields, to felling the pine; Each homage attested was carded in prime And they marched into War without warning; Singing deep from w......Read the rest...

...In an old house by the hedge on the cold ledge of the hill A slim dainty lady of seventy had prime time plenty to kill Sitting on shaky chair heavy watching TV by the fire place Had no inkling he......Read the rest...

...In the old house there once lived a fat cat From half a mile she could smell a wet rat She was too lazy to run Spent her time under the sun Lying on worn out black and white old mat. One day w......Read the rest...

...carving their names on the world’s flesh like scars, they won’t waste their breath on the news of dead men. if there are things humans should learn, it is how to leave their emotions out of the eq......Read the rest...

...The Ivory Tusk Carry Me Home On an island in my mind, waves of despair roll in and out. It never ceases. An albatross plays the piano, my last song and dance. It's sad. Even the filthy rats ......Read the rest...

...OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-NativePen 004 PRISON WALL TIME OF THOUGHT:3:00PM DATE OF THOUGHT:24:12:2008 Tall wall surround me Several attempt seems impossible It’s just too tall to climb Ever p......Read the rest...

...Cedars whisker the ditch along Possum Branch Road. Such small little fellers, hardly worth calling a tree. Some say haints put a spell on the whole two thousand arcres. Maybe so, maybe not, but le......Read the rest...

...I See the phone towers with the lights- Glowing lights! What a world of mischief and sorrow their pattern foretells! How they twinkle, twinkle, twinkle In the icy air of night! While the......Read the rest...

...The dark dinginess of the room And its odoriferousness; Obviously, it wasn’t broomed In an age, the place was a mess. The odor was suffocating And it needed ventilation. Unfit for a human being......Read the rest...

...The only thing that exceeded the dinginess of this rat-hole bar was its stuffiness. I stopped in the place to make change for a parking meter just outside its door. God! It was awful in there, and ......Read the rest...