Skyscraper Poems - Poems about Skyscraper

Long, long ago in the dense warm rainforest where our ancestors swung from treetops in the canopy, someone fell - a slipped grip, a jammed finger or caught tail - down, down down they must have caught hold of a branch or a vine, or the hand of another of their species, a friend in a time of need because two hundred thousand years later and all seven billion of us have had that dream - falling, falling only...

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Walk into the woods Trees standing above me Like Skyscraper....

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high rise get high rays and wetter on wet days closer to aeroplanes in lanes like cars soldiers of concrete steel feet in wars in pillars like Lot’s wife or muggers with sharp knife hanging in blocks or flocks stabbing the sky...

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We have just agreed on paper: He is to us all 'A leper' Still leper with his skyscraper, No less so with his nice wrapper... Oh Yes! For him some saved pepper, Bertram T. Noah cause to caper, For blokes he'd kept at a distance; Persons elsewhere 'Revered Substance' We're all clearly turning fiends, Who had been his supportive friends, At the bottom...

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Skyscraper: In my dream, The snow lay round about, Showing clear signs of melting decay As if light rain had fallen on it recently, And my eyes could hardly fail to see The head of a dead man, A brave Ukrainian, Murdered there....

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Skyscraper: The raindrops Falling over my bed, Upon the eaves of my bedroom roof, Sound like an army of cat paws treading lightly Lest they disturb some troublesome foe, When all I can think of Is the rain....

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lights swinging across the town a skyscraper view Written: December 29, 2021 Modern Haiku Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Chetta Achara...

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Have you ever lived in a tall building? Dawn strikes suddenly and irradiates these glass-walled, high-rise rooms. Lisa showed me how quickly the thick windows - if you press your face against them - go from cold to warm in the morning's stark glare. On the streets below, beneath the horizon, darkness remains as if there were,...

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The tall pillarized building Cold, concrete, dictating Attacked the sky Making it packed, broken, hurt, scarred Blocking those lovely clouds and rainbow The tall pillarized building Cold, concrete, dictating Captured modernized hearts Making them a slave inside From nine to five The tall pillarized building Cold, concrete, dictating Formed a towering hazard To the inquisitive patrolling eyes Of the nature - lovers Making them temporary blind...

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The skyscraper, climbs to the sky, solemn...upright by human imitation God's... undaunted The man feels absolute Sir of the world... the skyscraper, falls from the sky, as an icon of concrete, fallen angel... from its fall the vain human, proud still...guilt the simple clipboard... not his prepotency...! and arrogance...!...

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Ajna’s layered rows Having several floors Beginning between eyebrows Guru above showing the door ... to the Sahasrara ... conjoined with the Anahata A domain of love spacial Embrace uncaring of stigma Tranquil joy & peace radial 26-August-2020...

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Looking up at the mighty skyscraper I feel queasy at this colossus Goliath Human made wonder of steel and glass Commanding presence that dares to pierce the underbelly of the heavens On her top floors the mass of people below must appear as tiny ants scuttling along Interacting in social norms to come and to go under her skirt's shade Modern power of...

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If I am to breath may it be of the assumption of you, Innocent perfection of vibes across the phone line is it you, If the world is colliding for worst efforts sounds and barrels escape witness Skyscraper are cloud it by all visions, The torn and forgotten stand witness I say, Innocent perfection of vibes across the phone line...

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He made her heart sing for the very first time. And for someone who once found home in the solitary confinement of her cold dark room, She now found it in his arms. He had found her broken and demolished, like a house which had met a wrecking ball. Her walls broken down and destroyed. But he saw her for...

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I emit pressure from freedom tall my gift given since away with stale sands and truth. because instead methods useful I forget just life is enough, forgive it, I am beyond a careful beginner....

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