Short Twin Towers Poems

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It Takes Two {caricare}

It Takes Two


twin

towers

delusion






Tribute To Those Lost
In The Twin Towers
You Are Not Forgotten
{RIP}


The Ghosts of 911

On 911,
The twin towers
Said, we cry out loud
For this blood,
We shed
Tears become flames
These deadly games
Haunted by, 
The ghosts of men
Before, we truly die

Premium Member The Forgotten

People by the billions 
watching a moon devouring a sun.
Soon after, the devouring is forgotten.
Like a holocaust.
Like the Twin Towers.
Like a trinity,
Like the two hundred
Hostages 
of 
HAMAS.

Premium Member America, Safe and Secure

  To the East, to the West
  bordered by seas
  America seemed safe and secure... 
   
  Twin Towers up in flames
  Her southern border down the drain ~
    America's imperiled where before it was sure
Form: Rhyme

Drown'D In Blood

Cash! Boom!
planes maneuver'd
by cruel terrorists
dove-crash'd into the twin towers,
and made them crumble with people inside--
thus thousands of gallons of blood
was pour'd upon all those
sanguinary
Vampires!


Never Forget: Twenty Five Years Ago

Sweet September morn Fall's freshness Natural normalcy was all around us 
Soon something shifted, shalt not 
Killing came - Monumental Madness 
Hate hit our twin towers. 
Pierced Pentagon caused fiery flames 
"Let's Roll" rested in farmer's field
Form: Verse

Sacrifice

Looming, commanding,
Twin towers modern marvel;
Forgotten by some.

By: Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 09/10/2009

*In loving memories of the people that died on that unforgettable day...(...including the
stranger with the mustache...)
Form: Senryu

Premium Member Buried Cries

heard beneath rubble cries from a buried woman so many were lost when the Twin Towers tumbled foggy haze fell on New York rescuers, heroes many joined in the effort indestructible -- the feeling that we once knew -- vulnerable now in grief
Form: Tanka

Twin Towers

T wo buildings once stood tall
W hen one day they would fall.
I n the sky the planes flew
N ot knowing what they'd do.

T oo many people died
O n that day we all cried.
W hat happened no one knew
E xtreme anger just grew.
R emembering the fear
S o keep your families near.
Form: Acrostic

One Autumn Day

One Autumn day
One Autumn day I watched the moon fall.
One autumn day I watched the leaves fall from the trees.
On Autumn Day, I watched the twin towers fall to the ground.
On this autumn, I saw tears fall from so many faces.
On this autumn day, we remember those that died.

Towers

Towers
Tall                            Structures
Offering                     Shelter
Withstanding              Blows
Evaporating               Lives
Raping                      Families
Security                    Needed



An acrostic poem about the twin towers of 911.
Form: Acrostic

Silence of Nine Eleven

Haiku 3 © Poems

Silence of Nine Eleven 2019 

Many died that day
As the twin towers came down…
Men and women too…
People on the ground.
Passenger planes were landed
In old Newfoundland, 

In “We the North” up 
In Canada, where we are
Friends are forever! 

W.C.Hull © 2019-575-H633-1734-V35-11
© W.C. Hull  Create an image from this poem.

TWO

TWO

Two Fragrant Lily Winged Creatures

Spiral above Twin Towers with Snow White Steeples

The Moons eyes Smile towards them

Two Lips Whisper secrets in each ear

Two Thousand Tulips Sing in Thunderous Ovation

Two Tears Fall from Heavens Creation

Two Souls Entwined in mirrored Exaltation
Form: Rhyme

Silos

Twin towers on a snow-covered mountainside,
weathered and bruised by age. 

Skeletons.

Sacrificed by merciless breath,
veterans of war.

Once providers that fed hungry mouths,
now empty and depleted. 

Abandoned. 

Gray and faded by years of trauma,
they erode like elderly pieces of used history.

9-11

Screaming filled the horrified air
The most horrified sound came from above
The jets, the screaming, the daunt faces
As the crash of the once beautiful Twin Towers filled the air tears of anger and regret
made a river of sorrow
All of this in the eyes of a child
Just beginning to learn the ways of the world

Eleventh September (Engraved Scar)

Would the world forgive?
Destruction of twin towers
echoes of cries and pain
all  the nations in prayer
Ghosts and ashes the remainings
















Its hard to forget,yet lets try to forgive
(Don't hate them ,hate their deed)                                                          Charma
Form: Tanka

Feathers Dancing In the Night

A bird flies high above the Twin Towers ash rises from the tomb turning Day into Night. Another bird, disoriented flies blinded into the debris, shreds of clothing swirl about, sailing into the cavern. Two birds attack one another - Feathers Dancing in the Light the night the Towers fell.
Form:

Twin Towers

Not as easy as 
being a passenger
post 9/11. 

And my own towers
fallen now
because of 
unanticipated
consequences. 

Without flavor
and excitement
I fear boredom

Which was my 
doom and I 
try to un-glue
these poisoned
piece. 

___________________________________
more of my poetry at www.alexfalls.com

Disbelief

The Aussies looked in disbelief, When the twin towers they did fall, Terror rained on the Pentagon, Figher Jets came to call, Americans fought for a plane, To beat the terrorists down, Bin Laden’s high was to be denied, plunged into the ground, Yes we do fight, against this blight, Upon humanity, Murder all, day or night, Inhuman, obscenity.
11-sep-11
Form: Ballad

Twin Towers

Like into a deep mysterious well
the heat unbearable they disappear like dropping stones
once loved and so familiar their faces
going to where what is gone is gone
no time granted to ask why
leaping into the blue sky a death
such dreams and plans they had for tomorrow
everything must now be but as dust

Dedicated to people forced to jump from the Twin Towers in New York 2001
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.

Twin Towers 2

The rescue squade and the firemen

       are digging out for  people that are

       trapped under the buildings that crumbled.

       
       The national guard is there helping some

       of them are losing thier lifes searching for others.

       
       There are little children that lost thier

       life's because of some guy wanting to do harm.

  6/6/05
Form:

Twin Towers

Twin towers
I feel their pain
They know my name
I've taken a swan dive
Off the conservatory
A hundered times
But, I never die
The Towers are my only friends
And I love them

And when the towers crumbled
To the ground
Tears fell
But, I remained
Because they are my identity
To which I must be true
There's lonely
They need me
I know their pain
I know their pain
They're me

These Colors Don'T Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue

Toby Keith, there is so much we owe you for your song “Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue”. Your country band backed up your strong singing voice. The sound you produced became a nation’s choice. Since those twin towers in Manhattan were downed, the might of the USA was motivated by your sound. Every man, woman, and child felt patriotic once they heard your song that was terrific.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Friendship

FRIENDSHIP


My friend,
My soul’s double 
My being’s companion
My heart’s beat
My mind’s thought

Your fears 
I share 
And you
My hopes
Alone aren’t we
As next to each-other
Proudly we stand
Against all odds
Twin towers of
Trust
Supporting one another, 
Asking for nothing 
Offering everything,
As we vigilantly
Guard
Our future’s
Undivided
PATH!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
    27 January 2013
Form: Epigram

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