Basement Poems - Poems about Basement

One day, he called her a dog, Slapped her with a ruler, And watched as she sobbed. Sometimes, he’d smile, And say she was good He’d go and pat her head But later, he would yell because he’d wished she was dead I was a stray who made the basement her home I treasured my meals, which I licked to the bone And...

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I am organized. At my brainstem. The smells are underground. Like bricks and her amazing cooking. She turns her head. Her hair flickers. A crumb tumbles. Beneath it all. It is cold. But there’s steam. From homemade casserole. I am even more organized than most. Clumps of dirt in piles. Organized by date and time. I am in the...

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I continue staring at the wall. If spiders started spilling out of that crack. I don’t think I’d move. My mom thinks I’m weird. I hadn’t spoken for hours but there’s still echoes down here. I could hear her. Coming down to the basement, Step, step, step. I could snap out of it, snap out of it right now… But I wait another beat. Until...

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I had a silly thought. What if my parents… Locked me in the basement? It doesn’t make sense, because that’s illegal! It doesn’t make sense because they are supposed to love me. What I imagined was them thinking I should just sit on a shelf for the rest of my life. Because all I do is sit in my...

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Would you want to see my basement? The room deep inside where I locked away my biggest secrets and regrets. Could you open the door and not be frightened of the monsters I keep locked inside ? Never to see the light of day again And if I was to give you the key and say “ this...

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I get off thinking about the terrible things The thirty-three year old dead beat Might do to me In the movie theatre’s basement. I think about the best ways That I could cheat on my girlfriend. My girlfriend would cry. Sob really. Moan and groan and tear me limb from soft limb. And I’d have a smile on my face in a post-****** bliss. In...

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It was the sound that first drew me to the low street-facing window. I cleared a small spot in the grime and was rewarded by ankles. Clickity-clack, clickity-clack. Joie de vivre discernible in the rhythm of her hurried pace, that's only broken when she skipped the crack in the concrete pavement. Clickity-clack, clickity-clack. The fashionable red high heels heralded slim, well-formed ankles...

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Trenton Isaiah aka Ty .The second member of the band they would call the basement boys. I have always been a fool for a red headed baby and now I had one on regular loan. This kid was wired for sound.He definitely had my son's tempor.To the point he could be a...

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i am honestly drawing a blank i am struggling to underline the underlying reasons my head is spinning and the rest of my body is stone still frozen just yesterday, we were laughing it up and being big ole kids interrogative sentences are dominating my thoughts excruciating exclamatory expressions are slowly boiling my body the bed that she sleeps in is...

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He is more than idle, Idleness his Idol; A sloth without bridle, Along sidewalks sidle … Now begun to languish And had been in Anguish; You can guess: Empty Tank! His heart this morning sank; Why won’t it in basement For a rump on pavement? A human to demote Or send to camps remote; One I would never quote Nor in election vote....

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I fear to be Here You make me feel spooky Your greyed hue laid me in cist and Chaos of headlights gore the peace they reminisced, How he dumped me like a trash I repel to feel bygones allures, What tasted like Himalayas. When you painted me in blood and prised, Like a god of devour. And that one night, it...

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