Old World Poems - Poems about Old World

Old World

Until strife became the rule
You fled your World
Was it easy to break away
in your ward of questioners
Nobody seemed to care

This tag of war
I've seen your artillery
why cant you understand
Im leaving the World of  detractors

In the morning
open your eyes
Snowbright
keep a secret
tell us no lies

This old world still turns

Sunshine on the deserts
Snow high up on the mounts
The world keeps on turning
As if nothing else now counts

Footprints on the shorelines
Are quick washed out to sea
Three ships left on the morn
In search of a new country

Leaders of the cities
Watch people leave in droves
They've heard some have set camp
In amongst the mango groves

Farm lands still stand

A Slow Death or the Silence of the Old World

A Slow Death or the Silence of the Old World
In the twilight of a bygone era,
Where echoes of past times still whisper,
Ancient trees murmur the secrets of celestial winds,
And silence, a heavy shroud, envelops the remnants of a forgotten realm.
Time here flows like a languid river,
Each tick of the grandfather clock
A solemn reminder of a

The new Gods of An Old World

The new Gods of an Old World

Another day
	A new eternity 
Every familiar face
	A stranger
Every safe place
	Another danger
Dawn a common destination

This old world

When this old world is troublin’ me
And I can’t make sense of what I see
I close my eyes and think again
Of the wonders to behold with no need to pretend

These times can make you sad
When all you see is the bad
But the world will still turn in its way
And I’ll wake up to a bright

Old World Charm

Old tis. But ugly?
No human facade
This town displays!
What stares back at me
Each shop front from out
Lures in; always.

An Outcast

The digital world comes
And an old man seems to become
A social outcast
Using a telephone instead of a handphone
Using a typewriter instead of a computer
Writing a letter instead of an email
Reading newspaper instead of electronics news
Having posting service instead of express delivery
Using a cash purchase instead of an e-wallet
You can't say 
He is left behind in

Thee Thou Thine Thy

Thee told thyself that thine thrives through thou !


11.18 am 8th December 2021
Copyright = Sima Mittal

To Leave the Old World

Each new day my treasured thoughts you lay claim
As minutes stretch and I search for patience
Restlessness arrives and your love I blame
As it calls to my heart with reverence
Nothing collides with the world but you
As time becomes much harder to replace
This love shared without hesitation is new
Soon to pour into a river of grace
To hold

October Old World Country Comforts

Screams of terror fill in the cracks
Of  ancient crumbling castle rocks
Everyone enjoys old world accommodations 
Hotels are always cheap but at full capacity  
Cries for help escape into the black 
Dungeons are open to the public at a price
Faceless creatures slash your back with whips
Purple slime runs down the chamber walls
Chains rattle out

An Old World War Ii Song

It's a wrong way to tip a fairy, it's a wrong way I know
Rather receive moolah than a tip on “how to shovel snow”
Now that's downright silly
Must have picked a dilly
A good alternative would be “how to blow your nose”

Please Gently Walk Into the Night

Please put the uneasiness and regret aside
Gently walk into the night
Let all the light illuminated to be written in moonlight
 
Even the beauty is still tangled, and the filthy is still around
Since the day has faded away, then let's put all them aside
Gently walk into the night
 
Everyone has to be brave to accept 
That

I Miss the Old World

Do you miss how the times used to be
missing cost of an old classic melody.
Cost of being careful and young in your heart
missing something long gone and forgotten
something wind could explain
or the birds on the trees or the rain on the leaves.

Do you miss how people used to sing
for trying to hear what it brings
for

An Old World War Ii Injury

Well how do you do, my name is Jack
Brain's still working but it's developed a crack
It's a World War II injury
While watching it on TV
Munching on chips put my back outta whack

Old World New World

theres been change
thing not the same
its new day fame
to see holding hands
people together stand
all corlor like sister and brothers
boys and girls
OLD  WORLD NE WORLD

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