Poems About: LONDON

London
I walk every day under your heavy skies
the grey lid that covers your people.
I walk your filthy streets and step past read more »

We stand aloof and watch their crimes
Taking the lives of leaders to be
Just because they own the guns
And the knives to scare us all, read more »

My visits to London always bring me cheer;
I wish it were possible to bottle the atmosphere.
I would collect together all the sights and sounds,
And surround myself with them, when I’m down. read more »

By the old Pagoda Anchorage they lay full fifteen strong,
And their spars were like a forest, and their names were like a song, read more »

London Town


London is a busy town, read more »

Underground,
London is awake, the city is moving,
Business is created.
underground, read more »

London city you claims your right

The moving city, days and nights.
it seem no one can sit still read more »

I heard your call everywhere

I adored your beauty from afar read more »

LONDON been
what a place read more »

Once I saw a photograph
taken by a 71 year old
Japanese tourist
in pre-WW 2 London read more »

Shifted her
Glasses
To rest on her
Head read more »

When we went down to London in midst of the champaign
A brother looked at me as though I had been Cain,
And in a voice of thunder, as I sat at the table,
He fiercely asked of me 'where is your Brother Abel?' read more »