Windowless Poems - Poems about Windowless

... All these medals will never revive the souls that were reaped. Ceremonious honors shimmer, but the blood of martyrs has dried. No tribute can console the mothers whose hearts are crushed by the d......

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...In a universe of glass and steel, where fluorescent light dances on cold walls, We have lost ourselves, men of the age, caught in the trap of a paper dream, Where the tie becomes a noose, suffocati......

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...Tire Town USA - An old flour mill with opportunistic metalwork;  windowless, wooden building with last century's red paint and an open garage with Able Men clad in baggy skins of oil stained overal......

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...In the narrow corridors of lost time, where light seeks its shadows in dusty corners, words sit like butterflies with heavy wings, suffering under the weight of unspoken silences. In the silent c......

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... The obscenely convincing, have arrived in their stealth mobiles. We are made to unmake-belief, to regurgitate Saran wrapped words. Wide-eyed we watch the spreading creep of windowless thought-......

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...When love leaves, taking your home and walls, Let the elements beat you down No job or acquaintances to shield you Nothing but waiting as your friend and foe For a home with love buzzing in the ......

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... So much passes unnoticed, fails to attract an eye or an ear, excite the senses enough to interrupt the mind's endless chatter conducted within the windowless walls of itself. Too often, ......

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... As a child I was warned that if I looked at the light for too long it would send me blind and yet the stuttering flash and eerie blue light from an arc welder that crackled deep inside the......

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... An admirer of nature, I used to be ‘til a storm felled my favorite tree Ever-optimistic, my always thoughts ‘til in my first real war I fought Laid-back and leisurely, I onc......

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...I Write Less words in a windowless room no use for my eyes Humidity suffocating what is left of me I hear the silence of evil poverty a state of mind a shiny go......

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...Deceitful seasons breed perfidy Waves form the fantasy of the starry beam The heart of crimson is bleeding Reflection is a calm shade of blue Blustery winds in the four seasons. Yo......

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...I will tell you a sorrowful tale of an ancient time when the turning years carved grooves into vinyl, a time that changed everything and nothing. He was a lad, a stripling, knobble kneed and roug......

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...the story goes that convicted criminals crossing from court to prison to be executed or locked away in dank windowless cells received one last look at the world-- from the bridge's portals fa......

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...Friends, Trumpians, EcoFeminists We gather here to no longer hear divisions across a win/lose zero-sum aisle so we can see revisions within a win/win nonzero-exponential future free of b......

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... Living out loud, is being awesomely fearless, Of judgements made by the internet crowd! “Be you”, is a constant, pounding refrain! And then, when you are, they think you are vain? ......

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