Alleys Poems - Poems about Alleys

...D.R.A.K.E (Don't Rap Against Kendrick Ever) In this rap game, verses serve as creed, Whispers echo in alleys, a solemn vow to heed: D.R.A.K.E., a cardinal rule, carved in sonic stone, "Don......Read the rest...

...I don't want to wander those places where our footsteps have long since passed, Down shaded alleys where our memories whisper and stand guard like stone sentries, I no longer wish to hear those son......Read the rest...

...I’ve known the streets: Places where the night lingers and the echoes of passing cars feel distant. My feet have grown accustomed to the dim-lit alleys. I walked past shuttered windows when the......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the city's thrum, Amidst the rush and hum, I, a modern-day nomad, roam, Seeking treasures in concrete's dome. Once lost in the urban sprawl, Now found, heeding the city's call,......Read the rest...

...The house used to be warm when they were all home Not the house is gone and I'm all alone A stray on the street with no where to go I wish I could tell them I miss them so Trudging through all......Read the rest...

... Something eats away at him buries the past, blurs the future grabs the soul and won’t let go But what is it, pray tell clinging to the bottom of his being… C......Read the rest...

...I saw no one but felt a gentle nudge, As I woke up, she uttered not a word, But beckoned, gravity of time to judge, To follow her— wordless like a mute bird, I got up but saw no soul save wha......Read the rest...

... A Haunting Waltz As I recline, wearied, on this eve so dark and dreary, Whispers in the shadows, tales of Victorian eerie. The moon, a spectral lantern, spills its ghastly glow on cob......Read the rest...

...In the hush of April showers, Whispering secrets of rebirth and decay, I find myself lost in the labyrinth Of dampened streets and sodden souls. The rain taps softly on my windowpane, A rhythm......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay My wife whispered: somebody, go call Muna to come here. Let her tell her dad what she told me today. I asked: What’s going on behind those walls in her room? Muna, our da......Read the rest...

...At the heart of Marescaux Road’s maroon and gold, Lived a timid girl whose pitted dreams longed to unfold. An inner-city teen with a spirit that gleamed, But in the shadows of self-doubt, her pote......Read the rest...

...In the quiet glow of dawn, Where shadows play and merge, There she stands - A vision, a muse, a silent whisper of desire. Her beauty, an unspoken verse, Crafting chaos within the tranquil heart.......Read the rest...

... Written: February 15, 2024 ______________________________________ I ultimately rule over these stunning valleys, Elm trees with mossy brows line the alleys. Where distant......Read the rest...

... Once a fierce warrior of the night, with battle scars gleaming under the moon's cold light, a feral feline, solitary and strong, a singular peculiarity where loneliness had lingered......Read the rest...

...This is a poem about the University city of Cambridge in the UK , although I have only been there a few times , I decided to write a poem about it. Lord Bryon one of the great romantic poets kept a B......Read the rest...