Demolition Poems - Poems about Demolition

The flashes of lights The rhythm of the popping And the pause before The floors start dropping Is exactly what happen To the world trade building....

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Atomic bombs are dropped on babies Humanity is thrown out of the door Humanity is dead. Humanity is no more There are too many aggressive and demoniac atrocities Wars are heartless, bestial, perilous, satanic and deadly The hypocrisy is clearly obvious and real This is the end of the world for many For too many innocent human beings. Yes, this is a...

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There it was, a door Shut, locked, hidden Where memory held Information, wisely forbidden Mama led as I stood Allowing self to feel The stuff in the void Only matter, I deemed real She gave me the key I heard the lock give way The door swung open As death and decay ....announced IT"S DEMOLITION DAY No more walls or space For sorrow, grief, and despair Open territory for all Who need...

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We’re taking down an old and rotting barn; perhaps “garage” might be a better term. Blue metal siding, faded long ago, has not come easy; this I can confirm. The timbers, cut when measurements were real, provide a clue to estimates of age. The wood is likely oak, extremely rough; the cost in today’s terms is hard to gauge. Another building will...

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Emo enlivened emulsions exhibit exalted e-Memory equations exemplifying equilateral ecstasy excitative existential extensions....

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Where are they now All those that knew me Knives in my back Piercing right through me So much to gain From my demise It was so easy By just telling lies. It took 20 years To do this to me It's no longer obvious What I might be Surrounded by evil Greed and malice Wanting to steal My sacred chalice Not just that But everything I am left with nothing...

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"Sliddery via Ross" the signpost says, at Monamore, where once there stood a mill. A rustic bridge, a burn, the scene conveys but little of the travails of the few from whose imaginings and dreams so long ago an edifice uniquely beautiful they grew. Of elegant design, so grand and tall, admired it was, and loved, by one and all. So proud it...

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Calming journey present travels Daunting highways of dirt and gravels Firebombing businesses and homes unravels Housewarming rebuilding from grounds battles ~ Coming into life Victorian castles Crawling toward the scrambles, Daunting hoards of freemen shackles Calming are the finish structures panels 2/9/20 Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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I BUILT A WALL SO HIGH ONLY A SLIVER SEES THROUGH ENCASED IN GLOOM DREAD PILED HIGH CHAOS LOOMS PUSH BACK PULL THROUGH KNOCK DOWN THE BRICKS AND BROKE FREE....

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You look wrecked, are you feeling OK, Was all of that more than you thought? Was all of that harder than it was meant to be, Leaving you all distraught, Here, sit down, drink this water, Let us turn the lights right down low, And we’ll be quiet around you for now, And we’ll do what we do...

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Our white castle is starting to vanish I doubt we'll be able to rebuilt this ruins. Those feelings that we're supposed to cherish appear to be even less than the Blue is. I'm trying to sort out the pieces of gloomy reflection, which somehow I ended up saving, still seeking for "better", for flames in the blooming and stinking...

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The equipment, Rumbles towards me in the distance. Long arms, Built, for demolition. I close my eyes, Taking in the memories. The good and the bad. Brick by painful brick, I built these walls. A lifetime of construction. I have never been without them. But soon, They will be nothing but rubble....

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BAD THOUGHTS BAD WISH LET TO DEMOLITION OTHERWISE IMPOSSIBLE TO REAP PERFECTION....

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Amid his intoxicated anger, like an ebony volcanic haze - erupted; insanity strikes, trust dissolves. Quaking, as an army of strewn deluge spirals, smothering my silhouette. Uniform flames electricity, sparks. Everything emotionally swirling; I beg him to pause, be silent, Whilst my engorged tender form throbs, pounding, spouting evidence....

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Tall stone towers and the fortress walls Crumbling to pieces, shattering like glass. Destruction reigns over what was built-- Over what was built to be broken. My shield has fallen, The rubble raining down upon my head. Smoke and debris clouding out my vision. Save me from this living nightmare! Only your touch can change this brokenness And turn the dreadful to a dream....

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