Necropolis Poems - Poems about Necropolis

... A Petal Amongst The Thorns Lament, laconic whispers felled, where holm oak trees of centuries sprawled, Where Love’s evading memory stares of old, of Time’......Read the rest...

... Walk, walk in a cemetery. Old and imposing necropolis. In Hackney. Poe lived here, in this amazing main district. Walk, walk. Silent... You don't hear the voices of the dead, no, never They tel......Read the rest...

...What lies beneath the nuptial necropolis? Sun-glints of memory, warm rays of kinder days, tranquil as the soil-sleepers before they broke the coffin confines and howled free. What lies beneath ......Read the rest...

...can we know the truth was the question before Ludwig Wittgenstein the thought pondered by all the great minds philosophy, theology, and science could produce and i have pondered all of this then......Read the rest...

...It was the syrup of reviving spirit not only in Greek and Rome. It created the poetic spring, flowing through the furrows of Omar Khayyam. Rhythms of the harvest dance in barrels echoed within ......Read the rest...

...These are modern English translations of ancient Egyptian Harper's songs. Harper's Song: Tomb of Djehutiemheb translation by Michael R. Burch The sky is opened for you, the earth opened for ......Read the rest...

...Laid naked and bare, Dilapidated beyond repair, Deeper within the dark bowels of ruined Ultair, Whose ruler is a Litch, A city rises from a darken phosphorous pitch of shadows and mists of unhal......Read the rest...

...From silken mists scarred stones give tongue To canticles raised to twilit drear, Of frolicked hours when seasons were young, And Promise chastised every fear. Once brightly smiled upon our days ......Read the rest...

...wobbling earth Phoebus slipover & winkling horizon mind thrums cliffhanging ......Read the rest...

...Woman, woman that I loved uncommonly Several springs ago When the weather was good and callow When the wind whistled swiftly, low and slow Oh! Woman, you were young, strong and sparkling Darling......Read the rest...

...A lone Nile felucca threads a path through a sorrel haze. Morning tea outside the Winter Palace. A Turkish cigarette mulling my wine. The waiter is Nubian. He whistles a Cairo melody as he sweeps......Read the rest...

...This is the era of echoes— Echoes inside my hollow soul. This is the time of broken hearts And lost minds. This could be a golden world— Yet instead we are all grey. A sign of the times......Read the rest...

...Towering factories, arcane, silhouetted against a violet dark sky bruised lead-gray clouds tumble. heavens heavy in thunder and lightning turn in arcane patterns of oblique, obsolete ......Read the rest...

...Now springtime going on of the wrinkled forehead Has been rubbed out the lucky lines of scientific vest Soaring eagles flying away high and falcons eyes in dirge chorus Drowning the risen sun in t......Read the rest...

... "Necropoleis" Naked and invisible strange weather has transported me through the dark violet Necropoleis towards the eternity that ......Read the rest...