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.
moon_bather
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 11:05pm
30th Nov 2024 11:05pm
stream of one
I left my body
Before my body left me
Another simple token
Of my complacency
No jokes written
No lines rehearsed
Just another simpleton
Playing with a curse
Filled up my pockets
With utter disdain
Writing about how
Y’all drive me insane
No practice given
No time to rehearse
Just another simpleton
Playing with a curse
Before my body left me
Another simple token
Of my complacency
No jokes written
No lines rehearsed
Just another simpleton
Playing with a curse
Filled up my pockets
With utter disdain
Writing about how
Y’all drive me insane
No practice given
No time to rehearse
Just another simpleton
Playing with a curse
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#escape
#LifeAsAWriter
#StreamOfConsciousness
#WritingPoetry
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 8:16pm
30th Nov 2024 8:16pm
Freedom
Freedom
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever have the only one mirage?
Me!
Only me!
I am tired of postponing my love,
Of leaving verses out.
Of leaving it in between the lines.
I need only one face.
If I will ever use a mask
It will only be for Avant-Garde expressions.
As I play with my nakedness.
With my transparent skin.
And nude thought.
How long?
How far?
The dread of tomorrow morning.
In this land of blur.
With thick angry clouds.
In-between me and ray of light.
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever have the only one mirage?
Me!
Only me!
I am tired of postponing my love,
Of leaving verses out.
Of leaving it in between the lines.
I need only one face.
If I will ever use a mask
It will only be for Avant-Garde expressions.
As I play with my nakedness.
With my transparent skin.
And nude thought.
How long?
How far?
The dread of tomorrow morning.
In this land of blur.
With thick angry clouds.
In-between me and ray of light.
#escape
#freedom
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 7:46pm
30th Nov 2024 7:46pm
ive me the vibe
Give Me The Vibe
How would I enjoy?
Had you not compromised your freedom?
Uncorrupted letter.
True melody.
Untouched Homo Sapiens.
DNA-Painting.
It is a mystic ancient call!
Give me the vibe!
Unchained.
It drags me,
I am running.
Let me!
Let me in!
Give me the abstract!
All the flowers you landed in.
All the colors you saw?
All the times you kept your breath.
All the sketches black and white,
Of those feelings.
An architect of a mystic space.
Let me in! ...
How would I enjoy?
Had you not compromised your freedom?
Uncorrupted letter.
True melody.
Untouched Homo Sapiens.
DNA-Painting.
It is a mystic ancient call!
Give me the vibe!
Unchained.
It drags me,
I am running.
Let me!
Let me in!
Give me the abstract!
All the flowers you landed in.
All the colors you saw?
All the times you kept your breath.
All the sketches black and white,
Of those feelings.
An architect of a mystic space.
Let me in! ...
#escape
#freedom
#love
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 7:43pm
30th Nov 2024 7:43pm
Muse
I haven't sketched you in-I don't know how long; submerged in "50 shades of greys"; one's been laying in the ceiling-floored-old sketches decorate;
how i wished- you had a face- and our "faces" resonated like an "orchestra on stage"; the "runner/dreamer" in me thinking-we could save each others' day;
we don't have to do a single thing but simply sit and lay- watch you wolf down on a meal- ocuppy each others' space; I'd rather spend time with my muse("ghost" without a face)-than "creative...
how i wished- you had a face- and our "faces" resonated like an "orchestra on stage"; the "runner/dreamer" in me thinking-we could save each others' day;
we don't have to do a single thing but simply sit and lay- watch you wolf down on a meal- ocuppy each others' space; I'd rather spend time with my muse("ghost" without a face)-than "creative...
#escape
#lover
#philosophical #healing
#philosophical #healing
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PAR
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
29th Nov 2024 1:28pm
Coaching Coursing
Lots of leadership, little joy,
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
in the trenches of bureaucracy.
Forced smiles, empty looks,
in a sea of orders, lost dreams.
Endless meetings,
unrealistic goals,
constant pressure,
brutal burdens.
Where did the lightness
of being go?
Between spreadsheets,
no one can see.
Hours and hours
for no reason,
Walls echoe with frustration.
Creativity under lock and key.
The soul cries for freedom.
Forgotten in a dark corner,
talents are lost on the wall.
Bosses...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#job
#prison
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
29th Nov 2024 12:08pm
Twisted Truths
Blindfolded
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
and stuffed into this wagon
Subjected
to more than you can handle
Pressuring
ensure acceleration
Gravity
cannot restrain the tension
Endlessly
can't you see
there are no limitations
Stability
a term that has no meaning
Set me free
infinity revealing
Deaden my awareness of conclusions
Persistent
while reasoning delusions
Lift the weight of the world from my shoulders
back and forth we live with unresolved problems
#anxiety
#escape
#LifeStruggles
#vulnerability
#weakness
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 10:27am
29th Nov 2024 10:27am
Solid, Liquid, Gas....
one often obsesses about concepts of "life after death"; imagined round about ways to glimpse "there"-nothing less than lucid;
one admits that one's heavily bound by the solid exterior that is flesh; blissfully yet cognitively navigating this realm like liquid- in often wonder of during/after the "gas" aspect when there's no more body left;
the physical on so many levels drives this soul to want to know- what happens when there's no more dance- no more obstacles- no more minstrel show;
...
one admits that one's heavily bound by the solid exterior that is flesh; blissfully yet cognitively navigating this realm like liquid- in often wonder of during/after the "gas" aspect when there's no more body left;
the physical on so many levels drives this soul to want to know- what happens when there's no more dance- no more obstacles- no more minstrel show;
...
#escape
#freedom
#peace #spiritual
#peace #spiritual
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 5:07am
23rd Nov 2024 5:07am
may never know-painting idealism
hot cocoa during winter-couch cuddles-channel surfing-warm everything-temperture; almost everyday-momentum-
water flowing- despite litter- that just washes on the shore; what is overly attentive? what is feeling ones' ignored; what are expectations hendering a natural smooth jazz?
doesn't matter what's the back drop- be it visuals or sounds; what is feeling something wonderful-"bill withers"(just the two of us)- nothing more....
as opposed to one-just one- in the void; just ok....
just a dream dreamt every now...
water flowing- despite litter- that just washes on the shore; what is overly attentive? what is feeling ones' ignored; what are expectations hendering a natural smooth jazz?
doesn't matter what's the back drop- be it visuals or sounds; what is feeling something wonderful-"bill withers"(just the two of us)- nothing more....
as opposed to one-just one- in the void; just ok....
just a dream dreamt every now...
#LifeCycle
#loneliness
#escape #relationships
#escape #relationships
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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
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
21st Nov 2024 2:23pm
21st Nov 2024 2:23pm
I don't know....
whether said plain despite bore or cringe- whether said with some poetic crafty spin- how much would it matter- when guts spill like confessions to a "priest"- though without seeking "forgiveness" for quote on quote sin- though instead understanding
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#heaven
#philosophical
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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
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