Airports Poems - Poems about Airports

...Runway of lights glass shivers from planes take off city never sleeps......Read the rest...

...When the apostles of Jesus Christ, after his ascension into heaven, spread the doctrine of Christianity throughout the ancient Roman empire. Those who made their profits in making pagan idols for ......Read the rest...

... We are Titans All! Big and small marching off to the front lines of life every day Overcoming the tides of challenges we all face The roar of War fills our subconscious minds with fear but ......Read the rest...

...He hated airports Hated the check-ins The waiting The food Hated the boarding pleasantries Really hated children sitting beside him Women, men Hated flying Hated anything he c......Read the rest...

...Terminal to enter portals of the world through air travel......Read the rest...

...a short memory There were and still are two airports on the flatland outside of our town, therefore many German soldiers where stationed here. Since roads, and bridges had to be built and mai......Read the rest...

...When might they be swarming the market Eardrums deafening with pure racket: The at-all-times mad desire That makes importer a messiah: Shipping bent on vomiting the goods Over which the dying us......Read the rest...

...*last winter break* I woke up abruptly, my chest gripped and tight. My face felt hot but my arms stung as if frostbitten. I gasped for air that wouldn’t come, as if I had a plastic bag over my hea......Read the rest...

..."You will own nothing and be perfectly happy by 2030," The Great Global Reset/ The Global Elites of The World Economic Forum. However, that will not apply to world's economic, political and econom......Read the rest...

...South Africa is the first  Place in Africa where you  can find more Excellent Roads , rail ways , ports and Airports than some European, Asian, American, Oceania  countries And more best world ......Read the rest...

...on auto pilot in slow motion my conveyor belt keeps moving on a creaky carousel aroused in boredom suspended in apathy a jester on weary shoulders keeps mocking teasing and picking at scabs......Read the rest...

...Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and ha......Read the rest...

...Have anyone of you also received a random telephone call from Shanghai China, not in English but in the Chinese language? I did today but I did not understand the importance of that phone call......Read the rest...

...The tributes keep pouring in and my heart is singing a wonderful hymn The lines are getting longer and the passions are getting stronger They stormed the streets in a hundred thousand throng; peop......Read the rest...

...I stood at the back of the line and watched nature unfold in front of my weeping eyes. I stood at the back of the line watching them moving in droves from every corner of the globe; colors of all sor......Read the rest...