Mould Poems - Poems about Mould

... a boys own adventure has now begun on a beach blazed under a Turkish sun we`re here to take land from the evil Hun and are told we are doing this for everyone orders were given from the mothe......Read the rest...

...The Crow Calling, falling cast a shadow, Dark the pitted claw does dig, Diving deep inside the shallow, Rising above what others did. Stark the teller of the story, The bitter end will sh......Read the rest...

...From Nabob of Junagarh, of Nizam— Collecting tax on cotton and the kind, The taxing job having strained of my calm, I’d stayed at a quiet place, though haunted And scary, a lovely place no le......Read the rest...

...n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night. This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.......Read the rest...

...No one asks to be born No one asks to die But when you lose someone You truly love Watch them suffer In so much agony That you suffered And felt the agony and pain too There was no one ......Read the rest...

...Children will hear children will be told Of the stories of once, in colors so bold Only black and white are left in this world The rest all have turned to mould Grey is the sky, grey is the grou......Read the rest...

...Wait beyond the earth is doomed. Sun grew hungry, thus consumed. Further wait until time tires. Watch as all motion expires. Unstitch all that has been sewn. Witness that which can't be known. ......Read the rest...

...CHANGE Change can be good or change can be bad It can be the best experience you ever had It can be in the way you think about it Try something new and try not to doubt it You could change your ......Read the rest...

...HOPE World has changed with a deafening sound, All in upheaval here and around, Some fight for causes that are trivial and trite, My hope is they see what’s worthy and what’s right, The madn......Read the rest...

...I hail each bronze, red, and blue coloured dawn, as pulsing heart mould torch flame of bliss, to gaze across some awestruck mint sprig lawn, that golden birthright never goes amiss Ey......Read the rest...

...In a land where shadows cast their might, A group of educators, brave and bright, Stood as champions with a common plea, To set their nation's children free. Amidst the rolling hills, they gath......Read the rest...

...In the depths of Van Gogh's starry night, A passion burned, and a soul took flight. Colours swirled in a cosmic dance, His paintbrush, his fervent romance. Michelangelo with marble white, Carv......Read the rest...

...In the realm of words, where knowledge thrives, Teachers guide with wisdom, where the ink arrives. Enhancing writing, a guiding light they bear, To elevate students, their written tales to share. ......Read the rest...

...Barbie and Ken, Barbie and Ken, They’ve been an item since Christ-knows-when. He’s not Kenneth Connor, he’s not Kenneth Clarke Just Ken in the daylight and Ken after dark. Ken’s a rôle-mode......Read the rest...

...This is a poem I wrote about the struggles of mainly coal miners the industrial revolution and the hardships and luxuries of both the poor and the entitled rich . Home To Elysium Like potent ......Read the rest...