Bangalore Poems - Poems about Bangalore

...Where steel titans glower, casting endless shade, Rain's memory fades, and a parched land is displayed. Bangalore simmers, a cauldron in the sun, Life withers silent, its thirsty battle done. B......Read the rest...

...Shooting sixty four rapids in the time stream Powder milk biscuits helped yours truly, a Norwegian farmer wannabe feel bold enough to weather inclement steady rain which swirled, pooled, and ......Read the rest...

...I was immature and irresponsible, When I chose to stay away from Bangalore. Without family, no familiar faces.. Only roughy toughy cases. But that was my wish since f*cking 10 years.. Being ther......Read the rest...

...Tell her you saw me ... Tell her I was out on the bluff at the Cape during a gale, much too close to the rocks. Tell her the surf was tormenting the ledges, its roar far too loud for me to hear......Read the rest...

...A mystic rose smile that belonged to my mother this is what I recall My easel and I resting in the spirit, by the grandeur of a morning tilt. As the Yellow sunrays str......Read the rest...

...Behind the behind Behind the holiday inn near the bus station used by us the masses and immigrants and those who wander in no man’s land. There are streets of houses kept in a gloomy mood of s......Read the rest...

...Main reason being its climate Folks love Bangalore straight An ideal mix of cold and hot Bright and sunny days a lot Caressed by the breeze light Life in Bangalore is just bright Nights are ......Read the rest...

...Sprawling green gardens super Brilliant, breezy cool weather Bustling busy night life Clubbing culture that does strike Thriving tech talent pool With culture uniquely cool Fastest growin......Read the rest...

...At a nearby butcher shop hens cramped up in a small cage with barely space to move I felt like shouting "If I do this to you?" Husband stopped me. He has job to do He can't build a farm for them......Read the rest...

...Deep within throes of writer's block cerebral cortex feels frozen to the core Haint no rhyme nor reason why writing a poem such an arduous chore twenty two days afore winter solstice twenty twe......Read the rest...

..."She might be the first to do it, but she sure is not the last!" The young girls, inspire, aspire to break the cage, the confinement to break the cuffs of stigma and rise above. The black kids wh......Read the rest...

...Her woes weren't on her life in siege But the forerunner of fate's besiege Her guts sensed an unknown chill As faceless men stalked her in dark. Speaking truth, half of men turn foes Other h......Read the rest...

...Who knew shredded paper... alias confetti could be so much fun? The misses took play therapy (hive urgently got to tell thee) to whole nother level, she smartly, expertly, deftly... didst con......Read the rest...

...Born in 1915 at Birkenhead by the Port River Inlet A son of Port Adelaide as one of the best youd get In the days before bridges he would row Across the river to training and games hed go He ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of bustling city, It majestically sprawls across, Mesmerising and gorgeous, Bounded by pristine stone walls. Awash with memories, I recall N<......Read the rest...