Curtainless Poems - Poems about Curtainless

...Headlights messaged through midnight windows Curtainless glass unable to subdue the urgency Car obtained in street nearby was theirs temporarily Three hour drive to ship leaving island next morn......Read the rest...

...Lost Space The room is bare only a chair still warm from the woman who sat there she won`t be coming back. The room is stuffy needs airing there is a sofa in the corner with a sleeping bag. A ......Read the rest...

...I'm but a face on the wrong side of a foggy window. I'm but a shadow who dances in the headlights at night. So while you're lying there, wondering if I will ever let go, Would you just try to shut......Read the rest...

...MOVING HOUSE Everyone gone. Scattered long-lost yellow photos, outdated tickets, Carpet hollows where furniture stood, Are the only traces. End of the world we knew - Walls scorched......Read the rest...

...Slowly ascending the steps towards, once upon a times Familiar front doors; which seem as although, but yesterday When her newness held such vibrancy; colours be their laughter Love, filling thes......Read the rest...

...Atop The Table 'an empty verse' and empty hands ~understand~ The glass in hand can drown out ten- thousand and ten; Hearts, ~emptiness~ ' ' looking for ? a f l o w e ......Read the rest...

...Atop The Table 'an empty verse' and empty hands ~understand~ The glass in hand can drown out ten- thousand and ten; Hearts, ~emptiness~ ' ' looking for ? a f l o w e ......Read the rest...

...'an empty verse' and empty hands ~understand~ The glass in hand can drown out ten- thousand and ten; Hearts, ~emptiness~ ' ' looking for ? a f l o w e r '' '' ......Read the rest...

...I’m stealing through a twilit realm, the ancient pale of Whereis, passing chambers of an Heiress (though no need to feel embarrassed) through a magic mystic mirror hanging curtainless. A glimps......Read the rest...

...My eyes closed as broken pieces fell to the floor... Through my fingers they dropped by an open door... The breeze blew in as I struggle......Read the rest...

...The reality of it all.... The clock upon the wall Broken, the crystal glass, cracked Dust covered, and no longer The turning of its hands But I remember, I remember When it was new.......Read the rest...