Warehouses Poems - Poems about Warehouses

... Davos visiting prostitute spends her unbeknownst last hours wide eyed in a strange new World. As she smiles to her John, a BlackRock Assassin, who watches his boss approach the stage......Read the rest...

...No one will remember all the names of the bodies laying in pools of blood in all those back alleys and side streets burned out warehouses and by-the-hour motels… They don’t talk about them… ......Read the rest...

...The drunk A thick plastic curtain of the type used in warehouses he could not see through to other than shadowy figures moving around he knew he saw a past that no longer belonged to him. He s......Read the rest...

...Just taking notes as I walk for the perhaps of a poem later. Fun to share real time first drafts. Walking from out of town to into town Passed a churchyard with no church Only steps remain where......Read the rest...

...We've heard all about the stockpiling, the toilet rolls, lettuce and beans, but secretly more of this is going on unnoticed, and behind the scenes. The Government, in our best interests, (which ......Read the rest...

...clouds mutate shapes shifting into demons hovering over abandoned warehouses as big city dreams vanquish barren driveway going nowhere my final thoughts fading to darkness......Read the rest...

...Old men sit in wheelchairs, drool warehouses for people......Read the rest...

...As I watch the sun descend from view, cast shadows across the land anew, Floating warehouses engulf the sky thus the shadows never die. The drones which fill the evening air, aren’t drones of......Read the rest...

...he stores his grapes and warehouses his wine he grapples with men and has concubines his mighty hands grasps these men his strength so strong it comes from within might he fight and stand j......Read the rest...

...Masters of theft Morally retarded With devious stealing methods For people, today they steal From them, tomorrow they steal Skewing the popular concept of morality The execuTHIEVES among rode......Read the rest...

...Everything here is true Just as stated because it's already happened or - it has yet to occur - but it's very soon to occur and I have such strong feeling that the future will be as I see it ......Read the rest...

...Trashcans of intellectual waste Crushers of recycled ‘truth’ Warehouses of stored lies Slaughterhouses of unspoken dreams Hiding behind Ivy walls Covered with malicious intent (Villanova Pen......Read the rest...

...we buried our beating hearts in sordid soil of this urban wasteland while the acid rain burnt holes in them quickly one hundred factories blew sick green clouds out and you took me by the hand thr......Read the rest...

...Turtle spawn can be placed very deep and vertical in glowing colourful beds. But Atlantic highways stuff their coffers with gold and thus adorn the paths created with magnitude of sparkly stench. Ext......Read the rest...

...Feeling the desolation, of smothering air Hemmed in by crowds; the obliqueness of fear Throng of the city and no sight of the sun Incessant noise and the desire to just run. And I drive. Arter......Read the rest...