Plane Poems - Poems about Plane

The plane pierced into the pile, exploded loudly, ...

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Dreams were shattered like glass shards, As innocent lives were pushed into the jaws of death. Some doctors, engineers, accountants, and bards, Extinguished were the candles of their breath. A wife was on her way to meet her spouse, While the daughters and sons aspired to study abroad, Alas! Fate destroyed someone's beautiful house, As the passengers were destined to embark...

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I got crashed; I became crashed; There must be some reason; I endured when I was lashed; Still, all slandered me of treason. I get flown by the Pilot, Who, too, succumbed with me; Tooth and nail he had fought, But who won was destiny. It’s a world that’s too strange, Of course, in the negative way; Slaughter is beyond my range; I can’t even think...

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Sammo Hung, with his moves quite a sight, Tried building a model plane, light. He glued with a clang, Then the whole thing just sang, "This 'hobby' is causing a fright!" ©bfa031925 ...

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I’m gonna play my vinyl in the urinal, and that’s final Life is bad when you're sad Ain't you glad they took you out of school, coz you were cool Chicks don’t understand your waveband, don’t know the beat, take a seat Let me explain, give it plain, feel the pain, I’m on a higher plane Take a shot, I’m...

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people lost in the rush i wait in line with the rest waiting and observing people leaving as others wait they sit and learn. out to defy the laws we are bound. in the sorting it is easy to bypass the ones that yearn. a chance to get away, with no guarantee of a return no matter how high you...

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I flew on a plane - It was regular size And far from a luxury jet. If I had to guess, I’d say 400 million Could buy quite a few, I would bet. With no royals on board, We were packed in the rows And content with our pretzels and drinks. Every passenger paid, No corruption or bribes, Which for Air Force One everyone thinks. All...

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Life is like a plane It can drove in the land But to prove it is plane It will fly in the sky Roam as it destine to go Once it landed it rest Prove again next time Fly again until one day If mechanical failure It will be check and tend Till decommission to retire By an authorized agent....

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I shan’t think a landing is sound That leaves both a ditch and a mound. A plane should align, Like steak with good wine, To kiss, not to crush, with the ground. ...

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If I was meant to fly I'd have feathers and wings. For being naked, no lift-off brings. Instead I try to use sticks, feathers, paper and strings, like Icarus, and the Wright Brothers, Wilbur and Orville, to soar aloft by mechanical means. These machines scare the birds with their obscene vile roar. They eventually break the sound barrier and boom. Now I...

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Watching a film on a plane Is the perfect distraction for me, For aside from the pleasure I gain, From anxiety I am set free. If I’m lucky, the movie is one That I’ve wanted to see but had missed, So as soon as the picture’s begun, It gets crossed off my need-to-see list. When it’s over and time has flown past, I won’t...

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Paper plane, fragile architect of childhood dreams, folded hope, creased ambition, a fleeting geometry against the sky. Not metal, not roaring engine, just the whisper of a breath, a delicate defiance of gravity's heavy hand. We launch you from rooftops, from classroom windows, from the precipice of "what if," each fold a silent prayer, each arc a measure of our own...

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In two weeks, the Loy Krathong will begin. 12th in the Lunar calendar, atone for a sin. Floating specks, like us but in the sky. The stars or the lanterns; fault of the eye. To beg for forgiveness to an imaginary friend. Hence the offerings galore faithful until the end. No one has seen Or known our humanely ruin; but we have fantasized. We still have mosaics, delusions, excuses, never considering if they were lies. There is...

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Friendly meeting on the plane When I am traveling by plane I like to sit by the window To see the sky’s land, the life The forgotten atmosphere Te hoped just the way there is It is good to live there, above life Far from mortal life, just the skylight The enjoyable pure space of life. I didn’t buy the seat. No seat reservation I...

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I live in the flight path of fifty to one hundred planes a day Very rarely do my dogs look up now They think it is normal for the sky to sound like a 747 Today was an exception We all looked up A plane sounded like she needed a muffler I thought it would be a small plane It was a...

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