Dilapidation Poems - Poems about Dilapidation

...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...

...JUSTIFICATION Oh, what a distressing frustrating situation, I’ve suddenly lost all my poetic imagination, Nothing tickles me pink, no stimulation, I want to create a poem of deep inspiration, ......Read the rest...

..."The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few, both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement" Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate, suddenly came upon an ivy-......Read the rest...

...With purpose her steps project pearlescent elegance Finely cut fabric falls from her waist, embellishes Weightless momentum, legs timed as ballroom bustle musical march beside busy suburban thrum......Read the rest...

...============================== Where did the Lone Star go ? Was she served as a meal on the tables of corruption or buried alive by her assassins In the pits of devastation ? Where did the L......Read the rest...

..."Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary ......Read the rest...

...It was cold in his shack and rain squeezed through gaps in the walls Built as a summer retreat near the beach during prosperous times A single door creaked under an onslaught of memories and dr......Read the rest...

... Standing guard a once majestic neighborhood Sawn apart from natures living wood Dusted grey by ages blowing by Dilapidation falls, the cities cry By malfeasance where once a palace......Read the rest...

...coloured flecks on the front door- peeling away of memories... love’s dilapidation - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry Contest Hosted by De......Read the rest...

... Adorn the sky with stars Paint the sea with clouds Perchance the festering of emotions And lingering divisions Divinity is born from thought Altruism is the father Compassion ......Read the rest...

...When the moon is full, I am cold, I weary of life; I’m growing old: Days in number: now a tidy sum, Wonder when I too will succumb? It’s time to recall events of yesterday: Family members that......Read the rest...

...Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass......Read the rest...

...Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass.......Read the rest...

...Bright bubbles. Such twirling crystalized hue. In Smokey paper eating wrappers. And dwelling not on a letter. Swelling in importance. Self importance. Ok then play circle bubbles in a packed out fron......Read the rest...

...Castrated duck ran amok at a goose show yesterday. Then sat in a car. Blacked out to the par. An even score is a self wondering sacrifice. But no self sacrificing prawn could ever really be a pawn in......Read the rest...