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Step into the world of Passageways Captured in Corridor Poems, where each verse leads you down a path of imagination and emotion. From the cityscape to the forest path, these poems will transport you to different landscapes and evoke a sense of wonder. Explore the epic and the mysterious as you journey through the corridors of creativity. Let these words guide you through the corridors of your mind and heart.
Silent Halls:
In the corridor’s silent tread,
Whispers of the past are said.
Echoes linger, memories stay,
In the hall’s quiet way.
Steps that pass and shadows move,
In the corridor, life does groove.
A place where silence holds its reign,
In the hall’s soft refrain.
Stories told in every step,
In the corridor’s quiet depth.
In its stillness, life’s embraced,
In the corridor, time’s erased.
Hall of Dreams:
In the corridor, dreams reside,
As footsteps echo side by side.
Shadows dance on walls so high,
In the hall, beneath the sky.
A pathway to the heart’s desire,
In its silence, spirits fire.
In each turn and every bend,
Stories of the past descend.
In the corridor’s soft light,
Dreams and shadows reunite.
A silent place where hearts do roam,
In the hall, we find our home.
Echoes of the Past:
In the corridor’s gentle hush,
Echoes of the past do rush.
Whispers soft of days gone by,
In the hall, they never die.
Shadows cast in evening’s glow,
Tell the tales we used to know.
Steps that lead to memories old,
In the corridor, life’s gold.
A place where silence speaks so clear,
In the hall, the past is near.
In its stillness, hearts are free,
In the corridor’s mystery.
Hallway Hijinks:
Down the corridor, I took a stroll,
But slipped on a banana, lost control.
I slid and glided, past every door,
My hallway trip, a laughing roar.
I bumped and thumped, until the end,
With laughter loud, my constant friend.
Corridors, with tiles so slick,
A place for fun, and tricks so quick.
Mystery in the Hall:
I walked the corridor late at night,
When something moved, gave me a fright.
A shadow danced, a funny sight,
It was the cat, in moonlight.
We both just stared, then had a laugh,
Corridor mysteries, on our path.
With every step, an unexpected twist,
Hallway humor, not to be missed.
Passage of Time:
In the halls where footsteps echo,
Corridors, life’s flow.
A touch so guiding, a heart so pure,
Corridors, life’s allure.
From door to door, a journey grand,
Corridors, life’s hand.
A symbol of passage, a sign of grace,
Corridors, life’s embrace.
In their path, direction found,
Corridors, all around.
Passage of time, pure and bright,
Corridors, in the light.
In their walk, memories align,
Corridors, a guiding design.
With each step, futures grow,
Corridors, where movement shows.
