Barricades Poems - Poems about Barricades

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

...Who wrote the book of love Why do fools fall in love You Can't Hurry Love You can if you're making it Does Blondie's Sunday I Don't Know What Love Is Ask someone who knows Love Me Like A Hurr......Read the rest...

...An advent of raptors loiters over mall roofs. hooded eyes scope the neon-lit spaces, the concreted waste lands. We wake to their screams as if this were High Sierra, not Ohio where parent’s try......Read the rest...

... When the long arm of the law, belongs to an assassin. And peaceful protests alone, can bring no satisfaction. Then the only choice left that, will please all of the factions. Is to have a m......Read the rest...

...In this boat that we dwell, It can be a walk through hell, Yesterday haunting today, Today pervaded by sombre rays, Tomorrow being spun by the unseen. The world is a rocking boat, Somet......Read the rest...

...SONG TO MOON Moon ! Light of Shadows Luminosity of strengthening black bows tears of trite nights and blundering blights tears of a trillion thorny fli......Read the rest...

...I am made of oil and water; I am my longest companion. I am the sores on my feet. I am the storm, when it comes, And the one ultimately running from it. Sometimes I jump from a ledge, Then a......Read the rest...

...I see them running around the town searching for a new home; everyone is moving to where destiny is bound, broken hearts, with no one to mend the hole, wounded bodies left bleeding on the streets and......Read the rest...

...I OPENED A DOOR IN THE UNIVERSE , THAT DOESN'T EXIST , AND NEVER EXISTED. I FOUND MYSELF STANDING , IN THE OCTAGON , OF THE IMAGINATION. UNDERSTANDING THAT IMAGINATION IS ESSENTIAL , TO UN......Read the rest...

...Acorns fallow where do squirrels feed Snowdrops late this year The seasons awry and still we feel the cold as the arcane wind barricades itself amongst the pummelled fence Here a strange madne......Read the rest...

...Nowhere to nest he said it out loud 'Birds have nests, foxes have dens' but we who scatter the earth into places for the soul to shelter within can find no home here. What is that strange kno......Read the rest...

...The recon doesn't take long. Halfway down the street will do it before hell opens up and leaves you shuffling along a narrow ledge overlooking the drop. It takes all your strength to stay uprigh......Read the rest...

...Arm to arm, sinews clutch One another, makes friend and crutch; One crimson call, which guidance brought The feeble, stern: the working lot To stand much greater, taller, strong Filled with hope......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...

... High-ho! High-ho! High-ho! it’s off to the pub and gig we go Willy Wonka ticket stubs in our hand on our way to see the band Climb the fence, jump the turnstiles into the crowd do......Read the rest...