Tag: Hallways

Hallways : Luxury Hotel

How did I ever end up here?
It’s like a sort of fantasy –
And yet, these halls are real,
And this is happening to me

But sill, life’s downs and ups
They are but little understood:
And when I wasn’t looking
Things turned
Good

Hallways : Gray Egress

Today, the world seems cold and gray.
I hope it doesn’t stay that way –
It chills me to my very bone,
A creature, silent and alone

And colden days come back to me
Gray hours by a churning sea
I’d stare into uncaring waves
And dream of her I longed to see

Another gray time now I view:
An autumn day that we once knew
You told me you must go away
The painful words I knew were true

So here again, amidst the gray
Another cold, indifferent day
I shiver, slightly, deep in thought
And travel towards what destiny
Has wrought

Hallways : Dream Corridor

I see a hallway in my dreams,
I’m often back there in the night;
I do not know to where it leads,
I fear to travel down it,
But I might –

For loneliness, like empty halls,
Surrounds us on the best of days;
And beckons us to who-knows-where,
To finery, or maybe
Vain displays –

For nothing in this hallways seems
Quite grand enough, or really right:
But still, my wanderlust it feeds,
I wander, ever further,
Every
Night

Hallways : Modern Office Atrium

So what now, can they make of this place?
All is still to do;
Location’s good, they have the space,
No effort they’ll eschew

The dreams of those who try their hand,
Another, average day;
An empty room turned into something,
That’s
The human
Way

Hallways : Modern Art Subway

She’s walking through an empty hallway
Looking at the color all around;
On business there, the first of three days,
Glancing at the new sights to be found

Yet, Amsterdam – she’d always heard of,
Never thinking that she’d ever see;
She’s walking through an empty hallway
Varicolored
Modern
Destiny

Hallways : servers

we call them servers: you and I
are using them right now

anonymously serving us
a technologic Tao

the Way things are transmitted
from your “there” back to my “here”

these rooms filled up with servers
that make every far thing
near

Hallways : Crumbling House

The arrogance of avarice
Is known to all humanity,
And yet, it hasn’t slowed a bit,
No decrease in cupidity

As every day, we read again,
Of twisted, dark, venality:
But empty and esurient
We bumble toward mortality

Here in the houses of the dead
We see the sheer insanity
Of filling days with emptiness
And shallow dreams
And vanity

Hallways : Hotel

I stagger, drunken, down this hall
I’ve no idea which is my room
For everywhere, things look the same
And in this state, I won’t presume

To know what I am doing; nor
To knock where strangers might abide:
I stagger, drunken, down this hall,
My mind on fire
And sleep
Denied