Nightclubs Poems - Poems about Nightclubs

...White Suits and Wet Streets, A Miami Vice Poem The pastel blur of Ocean Drive at twilight, a saxophone weeping through the humid air. White linen jackets catching the neon glow, shoulder pads s......

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... In those streets of buildings by Frank Lloyd and Corbusier I dreamed of my dry landscape... In those temples of sumptuous mystery, I dreamed of the ......

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...The division Here in this landscape of bushes and crippled trees the grotesque peace of daylight ghosts grey boughs stretching upward appeal to a soundless god. “Give us today a new life.” Ther......

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...From steppes remote luxurious mink coats Fine leather boots tailored suits Fancy shoppes five-star hotels Back of splashy nightclubs exclusive brothels Rolls-Royce......

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...Ebony thoughts of misery paint my soul from her silent brush of leaving and led me on a road of disrepair where I live each lonely night opening and closing doors of nightclubs and bars in long ......

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...Club nocturnal In Bilbao, on a warm evening, he walked past a nightclub walked in and had a beer; he could have gone to a Guggenheim Museum and be culturally minded, absorb and mention it lat......

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... "I've been takin' on a new direction, but I have to say, I've been thinkin' about my own protection, it scares me to feel this way." ......

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...I only worship at my own altar I do not even go to nightclubs I do not even know the Kaaba Or kneel for a word of prayer Not even a chant in the stadium I do not even like talking to others ......

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...The partition Here in this landscape of bushes and crippled trees the grotesque peace of daylight ghosts Grey boughs stretching upward appeal to a soundless god. “Give us today a new lif......

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...I live in a city that never sleeps! Notice people moving here and there… Engaged in their routine activities… Minding not their surroundings! Those who love burning the midnight oil… Found busy ......

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...The division Here in this landscape of bushes and crippled trees the grotesque peace of daylight ghosts, grey boughs stretching upward appealing to a soundless god. “Give us today a new life.......

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...If you had the option to be an immortal, would you leap at the chance, or just let that go? It sounds like a question that’s easy to answer, but I’d recommend that you take it real slow. Are you ......

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...I remember very clearly a rendezvous’! It was with a nineteen-year-old Swedish girl on holiday with her friend. They had a room in the hotel I worked in. My colleague and I, a barman, became ......

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...Falls flowers On the road to Bolequeime on the way to a German supermarket that sells proper Teutonic sausages as autumnal flowers blossom, some of the blooms sit on white plastic chairs wearing......

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...you have left me behind I, who have nothing who am nothing who will never be more than me You are taking her to nightclubs To fancy restaurants Paying for elaborate meals I, who have meatloa......

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