Houses Poems - Poems about Houses

...The pasture ahead torn in half Trees growing tightly together in the distance The undulating ground beckoning your entrance The trees left and right in your perriferal The barren land Could be ......Read the rest...

...Let's not brag about begging free Long gone are the days when tears would drop We no longer see the light at the end of a tunnel That s why our eyes are blinded to the truth As we became night cr......Read the rest...

...In the mystic labyrinth of my soul, The exterior mirrors vanish into the heavy void, Like veils of mist, enveloping metaphors, Concealing the deep, magical, and mysterious secrets. Mirrors shimme......Read the rest...

...Give me your hand and I will take you across the land; give me your hand and I will take you where you want to go; give me your hand, so that you can fulfill your long awaited dreams. Give me your ha......Read the rest...

...It has been sitting there for seventy long years, and nobody knew that it was there, it is just a simple tree erected in the backyard surround by an overgrown lawn, the owner is out of town and the g......Read the rest...

...Time to be respectable I live in two homes in my mind I’m both Frida and Diego Like me, they lived in Twin Houses The tortured me lives in the blue one The elephant in the red and white ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The atmosphere was thick with souls whose identities were full of holes. The gathered outside my house filling in their blank spaces with anger, hatred, bo......Read the rest...

... Your heart remains in the same place where its memories belong to.- quote by author Small, close and warm neighborhood. Only a few children inventing toys to play with or ......Read the rest...

...Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus... courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace Acrimonious scurrilous words flew out the mouth of vicious nasty shortish brute leaving yours t......Read the rest...

...Oh, land of yearning, soil of the pandemic, Across your bereaved fields, a lone wanderer carries His tattered garment of helplessness, In his steps echoes the cry of the land that cannot comprehen......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......Read the rest...

...Boston’s deadly awful Molasses Flood happened in 1919. It caught people unaware, they were floating in a stream. Houses were crashing down, it was a horrible terrible scene. Hundreds lost their li......Read the rest...

...Every building in my view Has perfect little squares Of windows lined up neatly Which I gaze at, unawares. From where I sit, I cannot see The curtains, shades or blinds, The distance meaning ......Read the rest...

...My solitude weaves the paths of the night that unfolds beneath my footsteps, And when my eyelashes fall heavy - a puppetry of worlds dims in their blindness. In the frown of my eyebrows, The Moon ......Read the rest...

...Bamboo has usage For houses, accessories It's craftsman's knowledge......Read the rest...