Poems About Feeling Trapped by Top Critiquers
#FeelingTrapped
Poems about feeling trapped by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
American Dreamer
This is a Moroccan beat which I personally love. Please listen while reading, I really would appreciate it, thank you 😊
Al Marconi :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Cast upon him a burden
a wicked curse
born under the wrong agenda
what could be worse?
Life's value lost and hollow
burned out,
can anybody hear you?
There's no way out!
...
Al Marconi :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Cast upon him a burden
a wicked curse
born under the wrong agenda
what could be worse?
Life's value lost and hollow
burned out,
can anybody hear you?
There's no way out!
...
#grief
#misunderstood
#despair
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
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justice
A corrupt framework,
in the inner workings -
of all forms of work,
here in this world.
I expect only injustice.
I expect only inhumanity.
I expect only self service.
Of… Humanity.
Because…
The only justice -
Exists in the transcendence
of… Justice.
An occurrence -
that exists
in a spiritual/intellectual process
of… Exits.
You cannot hurt me -
because I am not here,
in your nation state city,
governed in structures of fear.
You cannot manipulate me -
because...
in the inner workings -
of all forms of work,
here in this world.
I expect only injustice.
I expect only inhumanity.
I expect only self service.
Of… Humanity.
Because…
The only justice -
Exists in the transcendence
of… Justice.
An occurrence -
that exists
in a spiritual/intellectual process
of… Exits.
You cannot hurt me -
because I am not here,
in your nation state city,
governed in structures of fear.
You cannot manipulate me -
because...
#humankind
#misunderstood
#despair
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
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the chap
was picked up trying to board
a train to france from ashford in kent. “I just have to get away,”
he said. I knew what he meant.
a train to france from ashford in kent. “I just have to get away,”
he said. I knew what he meant.
#FeelingTrapped
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The Internal Life
The game within is cruel
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
an idea
not acted upon
there have been so many
the internal life
much more arousing
than the real
Hours given
to survive
You become jobs and bills
It takes so much of you
that the famine of thrills
grows wider
Only fiction
can make it better.
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#boredom #job
#boredom #job
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Underground
Got to get out of here!
Can't stand the dark and the damp and the dust.
Claustrophobia; the imagination offering countless possibilities. The ceiling caving in, burying me. If the floor gave way as well, I would fall into blackness, panting and suffocating, knowing that I'd never escape. Certain death.
Buried alive. Like in the famous Rachmaninoff Prelude. Pounding chords as the man attempts to fight his way out of a grave.
Help!
Can't stand the dark and the damp and the dust.
Claustrophobia; the imagination offering countless possibilities. The ceiling caving in, burying me. If the floor gave way as well, I would fall into blackness, panting and suffocating, knowing that I'd never escape. Certain death.
Buried alive. Like in the famous Rachmaninoff Prelude. Pounding chords as the man attempts to fight his way out of a grave.
Help!
#mystery
#FeelingTrapped
#risk
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Freedom is Back
The waves are hitting seaside rocks
and my vacation's almost over.
I'm trying to heal with salty drops,
carried by the wind's exposure.
Are they adventurers on airy rafts,
or are they just my desperate tears?
Deep inside, I imagine scenery of crafts,
that inspire for a living but who really hears?
In the bus I'm heading to my home,
to slavery of irradiation tasteless,
I am desperate to escape but feel alone;
and this is how I'm stuck yet restless.
Does this job provide a safe tomorrow?
As this is why I never...
and my vacation's almost over.
I'm trying to heal with salty drops,
carried by the wind's exposure.
Are they adventurers on airy rafts,
or are they just my desperate tears?
Deep inside, I imagine scenery of crafts,
that inspire for a living but who really hears?
In the bus I'm heading to my home,
to slavery of irradiation tasteless,
I am desperate to escape but feel alone;
and this is how I'm stuck yet restless.
Does this job provide a safe tomorrow?
As this is why I never...
#happiness
#courage
#freedom
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
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Ayurvedic Freedom
Ayurvedic Freedom
“Why are you so downcast? Surely the coffee serving business has its perks. Like when you get a huge tip from the same customer who keeps giving them. Then you can say life is good.”
“As the courtesan to my Sultan, my career involves more than giving coffee to the masses. And days like this I am reminded of that fact. Today he wanted a massage. I often dreamed of being a masseuse. But with him, the service is free of charge. My mind wonders what being a real massage therapist would be like. But alas I am doomed to be a concubine with my only freedom...
“Why are you so downcast? Surely the coffee serving business has its perks. Like when you get a huge tip from the same customer who keeps giving them. Then you can say life is good.”
“As the courtesan to my Sultan, my career involves more than giving coffee to the masses. And days like this I am reminded of that fact. Today he wanted a massage. I often dreamed of being a masseuse. But with him, the service is free of charge. My mind wonders what being a real massage therapist would be like. But alas I am doomed to be a concubine with my only freedom...
#women
#erotic
#coffee
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
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YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND
It's a shame that you don't nor truly understand that the hurt and pain, that you scared me with not only ripped my heart it tore apart of me. TO never put my trust again in anyone, who came through the doors of my heart and spiritual soul PIMPING... FOR ACTIONS SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS. For you made me feel unwanted and having a low self esteem about WHAT I WANT AND NEED. FOR YOU definitely went as far as destroying, my dreams of being in love with happiness still telling me, I will always be alone. Yet you never once thought that the scares upon me. Would become my badge of my honor, and...
#abuse
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional
#hurt
#bittersweet
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Rainy Day
Rain Rain - Go Away!
I'm stuck inside.
There is no sun in the sky.
Everything is wet.
Water is pooling.
Weather alert on my phone,
I'm not fooling.
A chuckle or two.
Southern Cali, heavy rain.
treated like a hurricane.
It's too dangerous to go out
for an emergency latte.
Even the humming birds freak.
Saw one under the stairs.
Flying under a landing,
staying out of despair.
Maybe I'll risk it,
and go out.
Mother nature be nice.
Ok end the drought.
But there aren't many...
I'm stuck inside.
There is no sun in the sky.
Everything is wet.
Water is pooling.
Weather alert on my phone,
I'm not fooling.
A chuckle or two.
Southern Cali, heavy rain.
treated like a hurricane.
It's too dangerous to go out
for an emergency latte.
Even the humming birds freak.
Saw one under the stairs.
Flying under a landing,
staying out of despair.
Maybe I'll risk it,
and go out.
Mother nature be nice.
Ok end the drought.
But there aren't many...
#rain
#storm
#FeelingTrapped
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15 Comments
Old Painting In A New Collection
Alone again
so much of me, bottled up
by that creeping awareness
that I need more than my company
but I am easily dismissed
by the distance in the origin story
once a novelty attraction;
a monument
erased by the distractions
a disintegrated nude
whose lustre faded with time
so much of me, bottled up
by that creeping awareness
that I need more than my company
but I am easily dismissed
by the distance in the origin story
once a novelty attraction;
a monument
erased by the distractions
a disintegrated nude
whose lustre faded with time
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#FeelingTrapped
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6 Comments
Sawdust rings (Read by Northen_Soul)
I wanted the real photograph
not the straw bales
and candy apple faces.
The circus tents veil of glamour
soon returns to canvas and rope
as sticky children skip away,
trailing laughter.
I walk small amongst the closing down,
and creep my shadow on bill board walls
side tents glow behind busy glances.
The thin slit of a caravan door whispers
of a world not seen before.
She sits straight on a high back chair
smearing lines across her face,
high above the audience she climbs
each night...
not the straw bales
and candy apple faces.
The circus tents veil of glamour
soon returns to canvas and rope
as sticky children skip away,
trailing laughter.
I walk small amongst the closing down,
and creep my shadow on bill board walls
side tents glow behind busy glances.
The thin slit of a caravan door whispers
of a world not seen before.
She sits straight on a high back chair
smearing lines across her face,
high above the audience she climbs
each night...
#aging
#FeelingTrapped
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songs of an impossible repreive....
#confessional
#tragedy
#suffering #FeelingTrapped
#suffering #FeelingTrapped
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