Abandoned Poems - Poems about Abandoned

mass confusion under an abandoned black mailbox just mentioned as lackadaisical as day, someone very close to me just told me about diabetes medication i sit on this empty porch of dried tears with a quickly written letter in my hand i am thinking about possible amputations and high blood pressure so secretive, and i do not know where to...

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(The Hollow City Cycle include: The Hollow City I Remember You -- the city speaks Last One Left) You left me when the lights flickered and the water turned bitter. When the sky coughed ash and the birds stopped singing. You ran. All of you. As if I hadn’t held your every heartbeat in the bricks of my spine. I fed your dreams-- from paper boys to prophets. I...

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a house abandoned walls caved in the windows no panes and the floors creek yet still a spark of beauty flawed and few nothing inbetween i stay reflecting on the past… it used to be thriving full of life kids playing, people residing the memories the walls hold indents of several souls the history of not one but two, i take a step back a dark shadow sweeps...

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I have a piece of land On the top of the hills By streams flowing and mingle For all plants free to grow No farmers discovered the land No contrived seeds are sown The field kept its virginity Since a long time ago Flowers blooming for bees And fruits growing for animals The field is not being abandoned As time...

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From golden rays the clouds are spun, But without warmth, the winter sun. Signing the sky with solemn swear, Casting its light to he who stares. Only sight can tell the sun is frozen, When light's love starts cursing the chosen. But a Fool doesn't see with open eyes, Only the break of dusk will turn him wise. After fire is lost and...

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It was full of long stringy grass which had grown out, all over the back of the house. It hung over the bare walls. The briars were everywhere and they would prick you clean red blooded. The shed widows shattered and the door covered in heavy moss. the thick smoke running out from the chimney...

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An Ice Fishing House, Abandoned, in Need of Repair That same shed waits by the trees. Waits on its skids for the lake to freeze, and the for the creaking joints of bickering stoop-shouldered men as they push it out to the center of a pool of glass. It houses the stories of fishing in winter, pulling sustenance, wriggling, through chiseled portals into another...

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I've got a contact list bursting with names, Yet silence is the only voice that stays. I could call, they'd pick up and talk, But would they ever reach me? I've always shaped myself into what they needed, Twisting, bending, and breaking myself so that I won't be left behind. I give them comfort but where am I When my own hands...

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Sediments are yet to be cleared From the window sill of the days bygone Handprints of an owner's ignorance Remains carved on the glass alone. Fossils of a lively refuge Still masked by dust veils Home, where once honey grew Now marks the tombstone of loves's grave. Novelty springs under The eternal fountain of life The creatures of days bygone Stop to greet the...

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How long have you been alone People used to gather around you Helping each other Praying to their God But their God walked away The doors were locked And the windows were nailed shut All of the people left Finding other places to worship You were left all alone To sit in a field and watch the world pass by At least until you become just...

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Let me tell you lady , His door is closed , Through negative actions you became air . He doesn’t care about nerves or circulation shared. He was done with you when you installed monster close to your bed . His cries for help you never cared , The little demons that you always sent To pinch , to torture to...

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I sat on the floor of the pavement, Sun shining on my face. It had been ages since I saw the sun. It always evoked a feeling of pure pleasure, Though the one I always remember It was the rising of the sun from behind purple hills. There was so much beauty in the world. But not for me. Everybody...

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one lone glove with so much power, to split bold hearts and make lives cower to crush the future with absent kiss; the glove she left, did more than this. ...

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Ah! There it breaks On the ground soiled Abandoned Foolish foot tearing that unmissed Not knowing the destruction Lost Once it lived up above Now fallen down Gone Before it had a purpose A bringer of life Fallen There in silent death Now crippled Free...

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Abandoned What stories will I see through thine eyes of ancient window panes? Does your sagging outward appearance cloud mine judgment Of your once sparkling glory? Oh but the tales, These old boards could creak. The sadness of a broken heart, tears of joy welcoming a new birthed babe, Sweets basked in fiery illuminations. Celebrate. Spill onto me your happenings. Like the...

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