Grime Poems - Poems about Grime

...I am a captive of these household chores, Cleaning windows, wall and floors. Fighting dirt all the way, Until I am old and grey. Up at 5 to start the sandwich brigade. Pack their lunches and ......Read the rest...

...The subway station heaves with muffled noise, The shuffle of countless feet against the grime, I am aware of unfounded disdain, Coursing between strangers in the city's bowels. The ancient fluo......Read the rest...

...CLEAN AIR Only a few now recall the London smogs The early Fifties, I think it may have been When a man used to walk ahead of a bus As schoolkids, it was a strange time for us Almost every day......Read the rest...

...Before you get married, my child There are a few things you should remember The most important being To always tend to your farm You should look for a tool That makes you sing for all its wort......Read the rest...

...These hands were fashioned for work; these hands are down to earth; These hands have been mingling in the dirt, cleaning the grease and grime and picking up garbage and slime, they pass me on the str......Read the rest...

...The grime of shoes can bring someone a prize, along with hands that serve orphans and poor. Examined dust, that walked the narrow way, disregarding themselves, loved to their core. But, selfish f......Read the rest...

... I Traversed the Inner Universe Deep Within my Soul and Slayed the Dragon Oppressor up on it's High Horse, It seemed Prophetic To Rise Into the Greater Nature, Balancing Scales for the Cosmic......Read the rest...

...Stones in motion A valley trembling I see the notion An ever ending Has there been rest It is still pending When it arrived I stopped pretending I take a breath The sun is shining The sum......Read the rest...

...I crave the creativity of imagination Conceiving an idea that excites the idle soul To toil it for value and purpose As Aristotle intended it to be. But waiting for the time to do Limits the gl......Read the rest...

...Took a breath Of your death Upon my tongue… Burnt a lung… In the process Of my hopeless state I’m making progress As of late, as of late So young and awkwardly long I can’t believe I don’t......Read the rest...

...the sights and sounds where the nightlife abounds a thousand people screaming "just one more round!" the drunks, the punks the pushers and their drugs the crooks and the thugs all part of th......Read the rest...

... Written: January 30, 2024 ________________________________________ I will craft melodies for all humanity, Lyrics for both youth and elderly. Drafting melodies a......Read the rest...

...Tears are the prayers that can't be spoken Love of God is love the can't be broken Dreams are wishes for God to see Thoughts are ways God talks to me The devil can talk through thoughts too Bapt......Read the rest...

... Leaving behind the city grime and angry crowded streets of crime. The chimneys belching s......Read the rest...

... Written: January 20, 2024 ___________________________________ Weary of heartfelt kindness, on rugged slopes, Charming and brilliant, will fall back into darkness. Yet......Read the rest...