Curtains Poems - Poems about Curtains

Shagged in the back of a shotgun shack at night by moonlight peeping past curtains of burlap sack such a sore sight surrounded by fields of green willing as she'd been tho' torn she surely wasn't about to be seen with a child out of wedlock born so with a bun in the oven she had her Dad invite he who did the dirty deed and plant...

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In a room with heavy curtains, where shadows dance on walls like forgotten memories, It's not just about touches, nor bodies pressed together or rumpled sheets, It's about how you undressed me of layers of silence and fears with your hands like a gentle wind, In the bed that seemed a secret island, you taught me to be...

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From here, behind the closed curtains I can’t see the world outside I lay in my bed, uncertained If there’s a reason to find Why should I get up and get down Go shopping, get on the same track Why cannot I hear that sound The sound of your voice that pulls back This curtain, and then I would see The most loving smile...

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When the curtains of my eyelids moved slowly, your face arrived before the light, As if the dawn had learned from you to gently and gracefully dispel the night, The night spent all its prayers for this silent and divine moment, My hand traced the gentle contour of your cheek, and time paused for a heartbeat. Your serene smile...

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Curtains, at Grandma’s house, hide the inner sanctum - memories remodeled. —Quote by Poet I Recall Curtains Loveliness is lace; I recall curtains. Village without curtains; and lace. One bow on a pine, lopsided star. Intricate lace is snow white. Many pines in the mountain skies, the chimney and post office spire pointing at the twinkling stars, all hover over the curtainless village. Rocking horse and spinning top,...

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I can feel it. It's time to go. Let curtains fall on this show. But before I disappear, Here's a little secret dear. Of them all, I loved you most. Adieu my love. I know I'm toast....

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In the room where light dances through the curtains like a timid dream, I wonder if friendships are not just dusty treasures on the shelves of forgetfulness, once shining like stars on a never-ending night, now just silent props in a theater abandoned by time. Beloved faces melt into the shadows of memories, old photographs in an album we no...

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They close at the end of the day. With a whooshing sound. From inside the house. Still awake at night. The curtains closed. I closed them all alone. After therapy, I am in the house alone. That, I am. My therapist told me to. With curtains that move slightly, because of a ghost. Uncomfortable in my bed. Hair is wet from the shower that took a long...

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Embroidery is a fancy stitch that gathers true prisms of color, The needles are gently inserted to catch the threads standing below. The cutouts are frosted and tend to convey the wonder of open spaces, The gathers are shoved and pushed to shirring, delight and allure in tow! Transparency is really a constant observance appealing...

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Before showtime stops and the curtain drops, then they tip their hats - little dogs and cats....

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Sit alone in my room again My curtains are black so the light can’t come In even though I want it to Self destruction is my only home And the only one I’ve ever known Light up that cigarette Take a hit of that pen Get high again to say too much Clean the dishes and...

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Setting: Beauty Queen sitting on rock beside Lake shore road. Her lover accompanied her to attend Beauty Contest, not seen in the scene but talking from her left side. Characters : Beauty Queen (BQ ) Lover( L ) Dialogue : L - Looking nice, displaying flare in splendour sitting on a rock. BQ - Are you...

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Setting: As curtain opens, siblings are glued to the facebook page flooded with congratulatory messages for the children’s ensemble under their mentorship. Characters: Martina – Voice coach, 30 years old Martha-choir conductress, 28 years old Dialogue: Martina: Congrats, Sis; we are blest to see these kids do their best. Martha: Yes, I’m thankful for good reviews surpassing fake news. Martina: Indeed, the children...

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Setting: Central Park, with a lake directly behind the character Giselle, who is sitting on a large rock. Characters: Giselle (G): A pretty redhead, who lives in a fantasy world, believing she is a princess. Frog (F): A frog Giselle hears talking somewhere near the rock. Dialogue: F: Hey, Miss, why are you sitting on a rock? G: What’s that? Who’s...

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Setting : A girl in flowing attire sitting on a rock by the placid bay. Characters : 1.Wife (W) : Dressed in blue and white robe, smile flashing on the face encased by cascading hair. 2.Husband (H) : Surprised look in his enchanted eyes, not in the scene. Dialogue : W : I’m waiting for so long, you find me...

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