Alleyway Poems - Poems about Alleyway

...Blue collared dice are tossed into fire lake. Void of sevens and angels. Heaven never seemed so far away- Our collective innocents... stuck on a glue strip of daddy's latest bad trip. Hung fr......Read More

...or Why He Never Posted Countless Future Sonnets Professing His Love on Twitter * * * "I swear if thou comparest me still yet to one more summer's day -- I ne'er again shall give......Read More

...Down the roads of pride The street of greed The path of wrath The avenue of Envy Transport causeway on the thruway I'll pass the corridor of by pass on the superhigh In the alleyw......Read More

...Clean old parent home has not been cleaned over ten years In those old days built the house put the wooden bridge carrying the rice bale on the shoulder walked around the neighbor roads no......Read More

...Downtown broad squares highway out of these places every nook and cranny alleyway, shabby signboard, makes a terrifying sound when the wind blows, we open a very narrow door and meet an old ......Read More

...Lost in the madness (that always is you) Nightmare acrylics in lipstick stain passions Blush on the fingers as mist falls the ground Silhouettes linger in street shadow fashions Now......Read More

...Hi I'm an innocent I walk through the alleyway I love it here I get to be nice and relax Wow I'm dead now......Read More

...When wantonness elopes the green a blaze of colour occurs stretched far into the day The reciprecent celebrates the elopers attention The golden hum of bees pervades along the meadowed stretch ......Read More

...A man with no more than a hole in his pocket The clothes on his back and a picture in a locket Propped up some cardboard in a dim alleyway When a stranger came up with something to say He wore a......Read More

...Girls Gone Wild Careful, you may just have a child Drugs and alcohol plague the alleyway Stay away as there is a price to pay Is the meaning of Mardi Gras to go buck wild Let’s look and see if......Read More

...Trudging around our town, This man is really down. In his eyes see despair - “Some small change can you spare.” To eat, for cash he pleads, But he’s more pressing needs. There’s free food-bank ......Read More

...Bartholomew Barton; his friends called him Barty Eighteen years old but no birthday party Slumped in the mud, a gunshot to the shoulder But unlike his comrades at least he’d get older Tyrannic......Read More

...I was walking no particular direction One ordinary day On my regular path Mulling over my sticks and stones Charms and dolls When I saw a familiar door Fresh painted colors on letters that were......Read More

...The wails that disturb very few in their bed Reach only the ears of the psychic… or dead * A grave overgrown with deep-rooted weeds No flowers here, no one tendi......Read More

...A single mother weeps, trying to sleep, Her son’s father figure has been gone for nearly three weeks. How is this funny? A bright mind has no control in his own home, The orphanage doesn’t own e......Read More