Empire State Poems - Poems about Empire State

How many times has the Empire State Building been struck by lightning? I was guessing three or four then I remembered how old she is. So, I guessed twenty times. If I took that times five, I would be a lot closer to an accurate guess....

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(Entered for Contest: Memories Lost Within A Frozen Mist. Sponsor: Sara Jama. Deadline 8th April 2025) Do you remember, those wide open skies? when we were younger, with wide open eyes the world was our view, from the Empire State or walking that walk, on the Golden Gate days when tomorrows, were never ending long before sorrow, had started trending maybe I will...

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They talk about me in Cincinnati and Kalamazoo In Texas, Idaho, Wyoming, Russia and Timbuktu. They like my photos but few travel to New York City. Where the Broadway shows are spectacular and witty. A skyscraper, what is that? Asks a child from Chad. I’m the Empire State Building, beautiful and bad. Decorated each December in lights of green and red. Come...

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We can end this war in the world without trace of bloodshed and dark tears leaking on earth's surface. Our bodies shall not be pages of bruises, Peace is possible among humanity. Our tomorrow shall be written with roses, we can turn here a paradise earth, Heaven on a graceful feet of the earth; tears apart, weeping shall know no more of our weakness...

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Bigger than the Empire State Its a very big world out there Bigger than the empire state Magnified by the problems man's mind doth create If god was sat examining us on an old park bench Carefully watching his creation Every human nation Do you think his face would mask any elation Personally I think he would head for the nearest...

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