Poems About Escape Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about escape seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 11:15am
22nd Nov 2024 11:15am
Blue Skies, Lavender Mornings
Blue skies, Lavender Mornings
Colors Orange, Yellow and Green
Will this make my day brighter?
Will it make me a better writer?
There's no place that can be better
When you're mind is in the clouds
Create an island oasis
Return to the basics
It's a great feeling when there's no hassles
Floating free, walk upon the shore
Give you & I things to make our lives better
My mango's are orange & yellow forever
Clarity is seen
Envisioned dreams
Escape within your own reality
Colors Orange, Yellow and Green
Will this make my day brighter?
Will it make me a better writer?
There's no place that can be better
When you're mind is in the clouds
Create an island oasis
Return to the basics
It's a great feeling when there's no hassles
Floating free, walk upon the shore
Give you & I things to make our lives better
My mango's are orange & yellow forever
Clarity is seen
Envisioned dreams
Escape within your own reality
#dreams
#escape
#happiness
#motivational
#uplifting
90 reads
4 Comments
Alois_inwriting02
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 5:35am
19th Nov 2024 5:35am
el Corrido de una joven Pendejo
A hurricane of hatred;
naïve, indignant rebellion left
what's left
high and
dry— stranded on a foggy
sea.
An all consuming misery
without vector.
barely surviving on a
dwindling,
rationed hope of concinnity.
I lie asleep yet in ever crescendoing
conscious agony.
Head now spinning,
ensnared in a web of my own
spinning.
Refuges of repose turned stale;
sterile with the spinning of the
world.
Warm, disorienting prison
edified upon shifting sands stands,
still.
...
naïve, indignant rebellion left
what's left
high and
dry— stranded on a foggy
sea.
An all consuming misery
without vector.
barely surviving on a
dwindling,
rationed hope of concinnity.
I lie asleep yet in ever crescendoing
conscious agony.
Head now spinning,
ensnared in a web of my own
spinning.
Refuges of repose turned stale;
sterile with the spinning of the
world.
Warm, disorienting prison
edified upon shifting sands stands,
still.
...
#bittersweet
#escape
#fate #temptation
#fate #temptation
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 10:33am
18th Nov 2024 10:33am
My Way Or The Highway!
Walk with me
Speak to me
Sleep with me
Moments with me
Love & adore me
No! You can't live with me
Tough!
Not happening
Yes we love each other,
but my space & freedom I love a whole lot more
Take some time
Grasp what I just cited
You can still come over
But only if you're invited
If you don't like the idea
Awesome!, you can move on
My way or the highway
Once were through, you're gone....forever
Speak to me
Sleep with me
Moments with me
Love & adore me
No! You can't live with me
Tough!
Not happening
Yes we love each other,
but my space & freedom I love a whole lot more
Take some time
Grasp what I just cited
You can still come over
But only if you're invited
If you don't like the idea
Awesome!, you can move on
My way or the highway
Once were through, you're gone....forever
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#love
#myself
76 reads
6 Comments
BaldyBrown
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 4:57am
23rd Oct 2024 4:57am
My Beloved Consumer
Asphyxiation becomes you, like unto a vacuum
Always sucking, never consuming enough
Always consuming the air of we in your circle
There are no pills, no cure
Because you are not sick
There is nothing in your toolbox
Rusting there for you to fix
What you think is not broken
I moaned for you when consequence had no remedy
I tried to believe your didactic charms. Honestly
I still don’t know if this is all my fault
Even though they tell me it is not
They say to put on your own oxygen mask
Before assisting...
Always sucking, never consuming enough
Always consuming the air of we in your circle
There are no pills, no cure
Because you are not sick
There is nothing in your toolbox
Rusting there for you to fix
What you think is not broken
I moaned for you when consequence had no remedy
I tried to believe your didactic charms. Honestly
I still don’t know if this is all my fault
Even though they tell me it is not
They say to put on your own oxygen mask
Before assisting...
#disappointment
#escape
#MovingOn
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not_accounted_for
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 2:48am
22nd Oct 2024 2:48am
Land of The Moon Shadows
I'm in my bedroom
Unwilling to sleep
An something wakes inside
ancient primordial
Shout, a plea.
I glance at my window
The pull is stronger there.
I need an escape
From life's future wears.
I slip on some shoes
The colors melt.
I step outside,
The cards yet to be delt.
Each diamond,
Too prettily crafted
For human eye.
But I get to see,
Them all
In the sky
Shining
Like the colors of you.
Colors of everyone
Of everything
Being this free
makes me...
Unwilling to sleep
An something wakes inside
ancient primordial
Shout, a plea.
I glance at my window
The pull is stronger there.
I need an escape
From life's future wears.
I slip on some shoes
The colors melt.
I step outside,
The cards yet to be delt.
Each diamond,
Too prettily crafted
For human eye.
But I get to see,
Them all
In the sky
Shining
Like the colors of you.
Colors of everyone
Of everything
Being this free
makes me...
#anxiety
#escape
#freedom
#night
#sky
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cabcool
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 6:00am
16th Oct 2024 6:00am
October Poems 2024 >> the heavens declare
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 16
the heavens declare
i’m writing these poems for conflicts and wars,
that they may be read through the horns
that bellow out orders, in mesquite and thorns,
that deepen foul wounds and fresh scars.
i’m writing these poems for the hospital bed
that host broken bodies and minds,
to open closed curtains and roll back stiff blinds,
and give hope to those not yet dead.
i’m writing these poems for prison and cell,
where criminals plot while they wait, ...
October 16
the heavens declare
i’m writing these poems for conflicts and wars,
that they may be read through the horns
that bellow out orders, in mesquite and thorns,
that deepen foul wounds and fresh scars.
i’m writing these poems for the hospital bed
that host broken bodies and minds,
to open closed curtains and roll back stiff blinds,
and give hope to those not yet dead.
i’m writing these poems for prison and cell,
where criminals plot while they wait, ...
#birthday
#escape
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#morality
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 8:37pm
13th Oct 2024 8:37pm
...down Time
I could see every note
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
#escape
#memories
#music
136 reads
2 Comments
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 6:26am
12th Oct 2024 6:26am
Lost in the deep
I sink in
Into the deep
The hue of indigo blue
The sun shines through
The breath replaced by bubbles
That float to the top
I wonder if I should stop
Sinking
The further I go
The more I let go
The light
captures my eyes
Maybe, I might
Hold on a little longer
A stronger
arm pulls me out
I let out the air I’d held
My skin is pale
I yell in shock
I met a kind face
His shoes were misplaced
I was lost in the dark
But you were the spark
That pulled me out
What were we...
Into the deep
The hue of indigo blue
The sun shines through
The breath replaced by bubbles
That float to the top
I wonder if I should stop
Sinking
The further I go
The more I let go
The light
captures my eyes
Maybe, I might
Hold on a little longer
A stronger
arm pulls me out
I let out the air I’d held
My skin is pale
I yell in shock
I met a kind face
His shoes were misplaced
I was lost in the dark
But you were the spark
That pulled me out
What were we...
#escape
#sea
124 reads
3 Comments
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 1:38pm
9th Oct 2024 1:38pm
Reminiscing
Morning sounds,
The wind howls
In a smooth tone
I am not alone
I face each day
By the bay
In a house on stilts
Breathing in the ocean air
Wondering if you’re still there
The kind sea
Much like a lost memory
I hold on
For I was very fond
A cup of coffee in hand
I had plans
Obligations,
All moving in a swift clockwork rotation
I stare at a raging sea
I wonder if you miss me
The wind howls
In a smooth tone
I am not alone
I face each day
By the bay
In a house on stilts
Breathing in the ocean air
Wondering if you’re still there
The kind sea
Much like a lost memory
I hold on
For I was very fond
A cup of coffee in hand
I had plans
Obligations,
All moving in a swift clockwork rotation
I stare at a raging sea
I wonder if you miss me
#bittersweet
#escape
#sea
88 reads
2 Comments
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 4:17am
8th Oct 2024 4:17am
Sweet dreams
The petals drift off to an unforeseen land
While the wind whispers
Of Nothing but peace
And bittersweet sleep
I drift off to my dreams
The ones I live to see
I breathe a sigh
When the sun had to rise
I bid my goodbye
And hoped to see them again
I don’t know where to begin
While the wind whispers
Of Nothing but peace
And bittersweet sleep
I drift off to my dreams
The ones I live to see
I breathe a sigh
When the sun had to rise
I bid my goodbye
And hoped to see them again
I don’t know where to begin
#bittersweet
#escape
85 reads
1 Comment
oldmanG
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 6:57pm
6th Oct 2024 6:57pm
A Dummy and his Man
A man and his dummy
(Wayland and madame)
Ran into a ventriloquist
Wanted to get both sides
Man and his puppet
But he said I had to decide
Who I wanted to talk to
I thought they were…one and the same
But he had two sides
The side of a dummy
And his true life
Didn’t think I would have to make a choice
But it’s clear to see
That the man and his dummy
Are two separate beings
They’re two separate beings
Just two separate beings
The man puts him on the shelf
And then the...
(Wayland and madame)
Ran into a ventriloquist
Wanted to get both sides
Man and his puppet
But he said I had to decide
Who I wanted to talk to
I thought they were…one and the same
But he had two sides
The side of a dummy
And his true life
Didn’t think I would have to make a choice
But it’s clear to see
That the man and his dummy
Are two separate beings
They’re two separate beings
Just two separate beings
The man puts him on the shelf
And then the...
#escape
#secrets
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0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 9:12am
2nd Oct 2024 9:12am
GREATER PLAN IN MOTION
Here I am as I sit here within my own chains of thoughts, here amongst the elements that give me. MUCH of what that brings me my thoughts of tranquility. For sure we need to take a moment, to just analyze the deepness of our deepest thoughts. As it is necessary to understand that what we, sometimes have to learn to go through. It's just another time to refocus of our thoughts, that we have to learn how things really work. Within this new world of dictatorship and order. Just as much we can try to denie the truth of what we really see 👁️ For the world has gotten worser not...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#StreamOfConsciousness
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