Dilapidation Poems - Poems about Dilapidation

...A high mountain looms outside my window, Its summit calls for me to climb; But when I think of how much time I must grant to reach that goal sublime, I told the mount, "I'm afraid I must decline.......

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...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......

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...JUSTIFICATION Oh, what a distressing frustrating situation, I’ve suddenly lost all my poetic imagination, Nothing tickles me pink, no stimulation, I want to create a poem of deep inspiration, ......

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..."The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few, both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement" Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate, suddenly came upon an ivy-......

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...With purpose her steps project pearlescent elegance Finely cut fabric falls from her waist, embellishes Weightless momentum, legs timed as ballroom bustle musical march beside busy suburban thrum......

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...============================== Where did the Lone Star go ? Was she served as a meal on the tables of corruption or buried alive by her assassins In the pits of devastation ? Where did the L......

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..."Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary ......

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...It was cold in his shack and rain squeezed through gaps in the walls Built as a summer retreat near the beach during prosperous times A single door creaked under an onslaught of memories and dr......

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... Standing guard a once majestic neighborhood Sawn apart from natures living wood Dusted grey by ages blowing by Dilapidation falls, the cities cry By malfeasance where once a palace......

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...coloured flecks on the front door- peeling away of memories... love’s dilapidation - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines- Poetry Contest Hosted by De......

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... Adorn the sky with stars Paint the sea with clouds Perchance the festering of emotions And lingering divisions Divinity is born from thought Altruism is the father Compassion ......

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...When the moon is full, I am cold, I weary of life; I’m growing old: Days in number: now a tidy sum, Wonder when I too will succumb? It’s time to recall events of yesterday: Family members that......

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...Grey is ana in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass......

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...Grey is an in-between colour that is most secretive in a window smudge. But when the cleaning cloth arrived it simply disappears then reappears when the cloth has left. Thus leaving a very grey mass.......

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...Bright bubbles. Such twirling crystalized hue. In Smokey paper eating wrappers. And dwelling not on a letter. Swelling in importance. Self importance. Ok then play circle bubbles in a packed out fron......

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