Escape Poems
#escape
Escape poems, poems about liberation and escape. Poetry about breaking free from confinement or control. Poems about freedom from oppression, imprisonment, or limits and expectations on our thoughts or behaviour. Escape poems includes poetry about escapism and running away from challenging life situations.
AprylNovember
A.R.M.
A.R.M.
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 1:05am
16th Mar 2024 1:05am
You are not a victim.
You are not a victim.
It's been too many years for that.
It's not your cause or symptom.
It has nothing to do with you, in fact.
Some husbands are just mean.
A cocktail of violent cruelty.
But you are what's obscene.
Swallowing disrespect effusively.
You are not a martyr.
Your choice is disgrace.
You are the selfish partner.
Survival, only works that way.
You won't be a hero for leaving.
From where you should never have been.
It would only prove, you love him.
To protect him, even from him.
...
It's been too many years for that.
It's not your cause or symptom.
It has nothing to do with you, in fact.
Some husbands are just mean.
A cocktail of violent cruelty.
But you are what's obscene.
Swallowing disrespect effusively.
You are not a martyr.
Your choice is disgrace.
You are the selfish partner.
Survival, only works that way.
You won't be a hero for leaving.
From where you should never have been.
It would only prove, you love him.
To protect him, even from him.
...
#anxiety
#motivational
#MovingOn
#escape
#weakness
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wallyroo92
Bumped 13th Mar 2024 9:36pm
25th Apr 2019 9:22pm
25th Apr 2019 9:22pm
Schlitz and Giggles
Pour another round,
Tonight it’s going down!
A couple of more nice cold lagers will do,
My glass is almost empty,
But I know there’s plenty,
Oh you bet we’ll have barrels of fun too.
We’ll remember the times,
Anything that comes to mind,
Laugh at old jokes as if they were new,
We share the same struggles,
We’ll forget about our troubles,
Just for a couple of hours to get us through.
Have another draught,
Surely we’ll have a blast,
The night is young so we’ll let it all unfold,
And our hearts will rejoice, ...
Tonight it’s going down!
A couple of more nice cold lagers will do,
My glass is almost empty,
But I know there’s plenty,
Oh you bet we’ll have barrels of fun too.
We’ll remember the times,
Anything that comes to mind,
Laugh at old jokes as if they were new,
We share the same struggles,
We’ll forget about our troubles,
Just for a couple of hours to get us through.
Have another draught,
Surely we’ll have a blast,
The night is young so we’ll let it all unfold,
And our hearts will rejoice, ...
#happiness
#alcohol
#escape #NaPoWriMo2019
#escape #NaPoWriMo2019
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mgm264
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 5:27am
13th Mar 2024 5:27am
3 seconds of thought
wisdom?
no i am not she.
that was dumb, why did i do that?
they know i’m stupid now.
that was rude, why did i say that?
that probably hurt their feelings.
i have been so much for so many,
do i have to be wise?
must i be friend?
can i be lover?
will i be successful?
am i perfect?
goodnight.
each wake i savor the seconds of pure me,
when i am nothing and only myself!
then i hear it all.
mouths around me yelling, screaming, crying, laughing.
they are hungry. ravenous. ...
no i am not she.
that was dumb, why did i do that?
they know i’m stupid now.
that was rude, why did i say that?
that probably hurt their feelings.
i have been so much for so many,
do i have to be wise?
must i be friend?
can i be lover?
will i be successful?
am i perfect?
goodnight.
each wake i savor the seconds of pure me,
when i am nothing and only myself!
then i hear it all.
mouths around me yelling, screaming, crying, laughing.
they are hungry. ravenous. ...
#friendship
#humankind
#myself
#escape
#wisdom
64 reads
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
8th Mar 2024 5:57am
8th Mar 2024 5:57am
In Windowpanes
That each dull day and each despairing act
Builds up the crags from which the spirit leaps.'
- Phillip Larkin
I
Framed in grey the drab light
spills from white expanse;
reaches over the goings of many,
their eyes swimming in conformity,
heels pounding the firmament
to somewhere gone meandering,
catching a sideways smirk.
Feeling the midday confusion,
striding along with purpose,
the many among the few notice
where everyones direction points --
to the...
Builds up the crags from which the spirit leaps.'
- Phillip Larkin
I
Framed in grey the drab light
spills from white expanse;
reaches over the goings of many,
their eyes swimming in conformity,
heels pounding the firmament
to somewhere gone meandering,
catching a sideways smirk.
Feeling the midday confusion,
striding along with purpose,
the many among the few notice
where everyones direction points --
to the...
#loneliness
#sky
#escape
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
7th Mar 2024 2:33am
7th Mar 2024 2:33am
Her Choice For Spring Break
Molly sat on the bed.
She's happy to be at Fort Lauderdale.
Her choice for Spring Break.
She's happy to be at Fort Lauderdale.
Her choice for Spring Break.
#dreams
#beach
#spring
#fiction
#escape
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Cen
Rakhi Rudra
Rakhi Rudra
Poem Published
5th Mar 2024 9:27pm
5th Mar 2024 9:27pm
Evenings.
The sky is blue
And roses acrostic
Drake.
While still same.
And roses acrostic
Drake.
While still same.
#dreams
#escape
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oskar
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 9:57am
4th Mar 2024 9:57am
cook onboard
the cook onboard
I had gone to sea as a gally boy it was the way
I could save money for a further education
and it so happened the ship was stuck on ice
In the Black Sea waiting for a Russian tugboat
to set us free.
the crew were an odd sort, they had survived
the war, but spent so long time on ships they
had no idea how to get home.
the officers were elderly men picked up from
the last chance saloon and since the ship was
dry they didn't chance it by going ashore
the cook was Swedish and the gayest man
I had ever...
I had gone to sea as a gally boy it was the way
I could save money for a further education
and it so happened the ship was stuck on ice
In the Black Sea waiting for a Russian tugboat
to set us free.
the crew were an odd sort, they had survived
the war, but spent so long time on ships they
had no idea how to get home.
the officers were elderly men picked up from
the last chance saloon and since the ship was
dry they didn't chance it by going ashore
the cook was Swedish and the gayest man
I had ever...
#ImSorry
#escape
#IMissYou #deception
#IMissYou #deception
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DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 11:50am
28th Feb 2024 11:50am
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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wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 11:37am
28th Feb 2024 11:37am
she flies
in this
plush setting,
she sang
and
the morning
rose with
her voice,
like
a load
of light,
her soul
hungry,
she
lifts herself
into the
absolute air,
for
frantic breath
and she
is
driven away.
plush setting,
she sang
and
the morning
rose with
her voice,
like
a load
of light,
her soul
hungry,
she
lifts herself
into the
absolute air,
for
frantic breath
and she
is
driven away.
#happiness
#strength
#dreams
#escape
#determination
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
27th Feb 2024 6:26pm
27th Feb 2024 6:26pm
a dreamer's livelyhood
I once had a dream that I could fly; wish I could have that dream any given time; I felt free-unfortunately it was just a dream-it spoke to me-was pulled from out of the hand of gravity's grasp;
there were no obstacles in my path-i flew, and then I'd land-nothing there to make me feel less than what I am;
but when I'm here-im anchored to the bottom of the deep blue sea-dying slow with the ability to barely breathe; entering tomorrow with that anchor on my feet....
reminding me of all the empty all around and inside of me....
...
there were no obstacles in my path-i flew, and then I'd land-nothing there to make me feel less than what I am;
but when I'm here-im anchored to the bottom of the deep blue sea-dying slow with the ability to barely breathe; entering tomorrow with that anchor on my feet....
reminding me of all the empty all around and inside of me....
...
#philosophical
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection #escape
#SelfReflection #escape
81 reads
Pishashee
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 10:11am
24th Feb 2024 10:11am
Inverse Squares & the Measure of Constants
I was studying my neighbor’s
algorithms,
and the book I'm reading mentions
their weighted voting.
And so, I was wondering,
what do they mean?
I, for the longest time, staring straight up,
incapable of offering any reply.
algorithms,
and the book I'm reading mentions
their weighted voting.
And so, I was wondering,
what do they mean?
I, for the longest time, staring straight up,
incapable of offering any reply.
#motivational
#learning
#MovingOn
#escape
#success
70 reads
3 Comments
Ash74
Poem Published
21st Feb 2024 2:26pm
21st Feb 2024 2:26pm
The Days I Remember
I remember the smell of rain on asphalt
The gentle caress of the summer breeze
The sweet taste of fruits so ripe
The music that was your laughter
I miss the happiness in your eyes
when home still welcomed us
The gentle caress of the summer breeze
The sweet taste of fruits so ripe
The music that was your laughter
I miss the happiness in your eyes
when home still welcomed us
#sister
#memories
#escape #separation
#escape #separation
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