Theatres Poems - Poems about Theatres

A Theatre of Resonance

...Amidst the chuckles, basses a horror, 
A unique film, it roars louder, 
An original marvel, staple and peculiar.

Its deep tremors, barely heed,
I feel unease, for its untold magnitude,
In it a...

Theatre

...Theatre 

Something happens I can't explain
It feels enclosed quite like a train
Within its wall you are truly set free
To be yourself or who you want to be It's like, let's pretend, or dressing...

Night trains' theatre

...Night trains' theatre

Saturday to Sunday, after midnight going home, the restaurant closed
Walk to the station, get on Bond Street, the train works, takes me home, 
Change at Baker Street from J...

The Forgotten Bards: Song of the Classical Minstrels

...
Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry,
With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples,

When now a country honors not classical bards:
O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarc...

In The Beginning A Star Wars Tribute Golden Shovel

...In the beginning there were three;
An undisputed trinity of reasons 
showing audiences why; 
More enthralled with each scene were they,
a legacy this crowd helped build;
Culture shifted forever ...

Scratching Fanny in Cock Lane A true tale

...Scratching Fanny in Cock Lane, a true tale
The year1762 a tale of murder or mystery they boast
 A teenage girl, a drunken parish clerk, and maybe even a ghost
About hordes of aristocrats and wealt...

Guess Who

...Started his career as a playback musician
He took no much time to reach the lead position
Renowned as a singer, dancer, and songwriter
Overwhelmed with heavy loads of musical flair

Stunningly, ...

Future of a Gnostic World

...Light shining through stained glass windows 
Rainbows tearing light from worldly shadows 
From the windows of aeons
With Valentinus and Seth as icons  
Banners of the sayings of Christ
From the ...

London To Work

...Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner,
That's how the song goes.

I am proud of this city,
And it has been sung about in many a ditty.

Each day I get on bus 341,
And my journey through history ha...

If the Computers Never Exsit

...If the computers never exist
There would be chit chat 
on the telephones and I-Pads
When family comes over chit chat
is heard
Lots of lots of face to face chatting

We would be reading 
more ...

She Dances

...Sitting in her wheelchair
Reading a book
She was thin and pale
And occasionally, she'd look
Into space
With whimsical smile 
On her once beautiful face.

Her name was Olympia.
Olympia used t...

Shakespeare Returns

...this place... Weymouth - a small tranquil village! 
How far is my Stratford from here? 
my Stratford-on-Avon! 
The Shangri-la of a dramatist's imagination!

Assuming, I had a very very long slum...

The Night Owls

...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 ...

Do Murders Seem Senseless

...Violent offenders released without bail
  a senseless reform, it unfailingly fails

Victims walk alone in dark alleys at night
  then rant on the news 'bout the lack of streetlights

Movies at ...

Afterwards

...Afterwards.

Didn’t we once used to smile and laugh?
I can see that we seemed to be happy 
As I look at an old photograph.
But now our mouths
Seem almost paralysed
Or are tight and grim.
I va...

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