Prison Poems
#prison
Prison poems, here you'll find poems written in prison about being incarcerated in a jail or penitentiary. Prison poems offer views on crime and punishment, and what it's like to be locked up in jail, serving a sentence, or awaiting trial. Poetry about how prison and a criminal background can affect your life. Also poems about whether prison is the right way to rehabilitate criminals.
Busted
Brought up on
Charges of loving you
It's true I love you
Through and through
There's no way
That I can win
It's official now
That the jury's in
Charges of loving you
It's true I love you
Through and through
There's no way
That I can win
It's official now
That the jury's in
#love
#lover
#prison
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Descent
Then I fall and stumble
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
and I get back on my feet
as if things had wings
and support me in the air
and the lungs were so full
that I could no longer breathe.
A scream runs through the veins
and takes the ghosts with him
to the open gates of hell,
where the many-headed dog awaits his pay.
All my skin trembles under the itching
of unknown desires left on the floor
or floating in gusts of wind.
Discontented, distraught and obscure
my blood spills
on the foreheads of inhuman animals
that populate the...
#heartbroken
#hell
#mystery #prison
#mystery #prison
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A PRISONER'S EYES
You will only see me cry
You might be lucky to hear me weep
Or to see me stream live
Nothing I want more than to keep
More than a demo shut-eye
I am trapped with psychotic people
That makes it hard to live simple
To solely sleep
How I envy those who snore deep
I want to rest with no agony
Lay my head on my pillow happy
Yet it's not sadly
Yes I'm a prisoner in this damn family
They don't give a damn
What I suffer
I'm just a woman
Nothing will differ
I feel so bitter, nothing sweeter
then...
You might be lucky to hear me weep
Or to see me stream live
Nothing I want more than to keep
More than a demo shut-eye
I am trapped with psychotic people
That makes it hard to live simple
To solely sleep
How I envy those who snore deep
I want to rest with no agony
Lay my head on my pillow happy
Yet it's not sadly
Yes I'm a prisoner in this damn family
They don't give a damn
What I suffer
I'm just a woman
Nothing will differ
I feel so bitter, nothing sweeter
then...
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark #prison
#dark #prison
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#Prisoner#
i am a prisoner
of my mind who
craves control
over my soul
& my thoughts
Over my belly
i let her in gave
her a home of
which She is
now the owner
it's lonely here
cold & hopeless
She won't let me
listen to my needs
won't give me the
proper nutrients
i'm stuck in this
prison and i can't
seem to break free
am i sentenced to life?
of my mind who
craves control
over my soul
& my thoughts
Over my belly
i let her in gave
her a home of
which She is
now the owner
it's lonely here
cold & hopeless
She won't let me
listen to my needs
won't give me the
proper nutrients
i'm stuck in this
prison and i can't
seem to break free
am i sentenced to life?
#prison
#EatingDisorder
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An Island in Time
An Island in Time
I am a prisoner
A trapped person
A homeless person
A package passed about
Unwanted
Washed up here
In this room in the air
Only the view of the clouds
Keeps me sane
As I wait
For my release
For the resumption of time
For my descent
Back into life
Back among people
Back out under the sun
And the rain
And into the wind
To be blown along
As time passes
...
I am a prisoner
A trapped person
A homeless person
A package passed about
Unwanted
Washed up here
In this room in the air
Only the view of the clouds
Keeps me sane
As I wait
For my release
For the resumption of time
For my descent
Back into life
Back among people
Back out under the sun
And the rain
And into the wind
To be blown along
As time passes
...
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
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Badge of Dishonor
Was once a convict
You're a cop who is corrupt
Who will they believe?
You're a cop who is corrupt
Who will they believe?
#corruption
#honesty
#prison
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Brixton Snow
1992, Brixton Prison, a golden dreadlock Snowy, plays his position, cooling in his cell and watching some television.
He walks with a limp through the wing, his boat bares a grin, and they say, "Have you got a pebble in your shoe and ting?"
Sporting circle sunglasses just like John Lennon, they cover his mince-pies, he is one fly felon.
He was a ragga MC, and he spat pure Patois. He didn't make generic hip hop, like your average rapper.
Now he is released from the shovel and pick, he's got his eyes on the prize, so he won't miss a trick! ...
He walks with a limp through the wing, his boat bares a grin, and they say, "Have you got a pebble in your shoe and ting?"
Sporting circle sunglasses just like John Lennon, they cover his mince-pies, he is one fly felon.
He was a ragga MC, and he spat pure Patois. He didn't make generic hip hop, like your average rapper.
Now he is released from the shovel and pick, he's got his eyes on the prize, so he won't miss a trick! ...
#city
#music
#prison
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Enter Tha Badman
Another disc day dawned, now here's the scoop,
Gino Corona, released from prison, fresh out the coop.
Five years down the line, for a knife crime spree,
Now he's out, on the right path, to set himself free.
Decides on shotokan karate, and keepin' it clean,
He arrived at the dojo, it was a sight unseen.
The sensei there, the retired cop from back in the day,
Corri Coleback sent Gino, back then, on his way.
Eighth Dan black belt, no joking around,
His daughter, Mary Coleback, also wears the crown.
She's a rookie cop on the beat, and...
Gino Corona, released from prison, fresh out the coop.
Five years down the line, for a knife crime spree,
Now he's out, on the right path, to set himself free.
Decides on shotokan karate, and keepin' it clean,
He arrived at the dojo, it was a sight unseen.
The sensei there, the retired cop from back in the day,
Corri Coleback sent Gino, back then, on his way.
Eighth Dan black belt, no joking around,
His daughter, Mary Coleback, also wears the crown.
She's a rookie cop on the beat, and...
#conflict
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction
#prison
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Freestyle Poetry
#food
#prison
#orgasm
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divine non-being
In the vortex of being, a stillness whispers,
echoes nothingness, in chambers of silence.
Existing without essence, without the figure itself,
navigate chaos, without a compass of mercy.
Being is a burden, non-being is a torment,
the void extends into an endless abyss.
The pain of chaos, a lament in the wind,
a silent scream, in which I lose myself.
In the dance of time, steps without destination,
where being is chance, and non-being is divine.
The search for meaning, in tortuous paths,
reveals the irony of idle desires. ...
echoes nothingness, in chambers of silence.
Existing without essence, without the figure itself,
navigate chaos, without a compass of mercy.
Being is a burden, non-being is a torment,
the void extends into an endless abyss.
The pain of chaos, a lament in the wind,
a silent scream, in which I lose myself.
In the dance of time, steps without destination,
where being is chance, and non-being is divine.
The search for meaning, in tortuous paths,
reveals the irony of idle desires. ...
#jealousy
#mirror
#LifeAsAWriter
#prison
#obsession
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Horror of it All
#anger
#family
#violence
#abuse
#prison
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She Seemed Nice
She didn't trust meeting him
they were really tight online
she was afraid he'd be a psycho
years back she served some time
He knew nothing about this
she wasn't saying a word
one day her story leaked out
he thought this was absurd
He questioned her through e-mail
asked if she was ever in jail
Yes, but I didn't do it
she never posted bail
The authorities are looking for me
I don't have a place to hide
the last thing she said to him
I'm going to skin you alive
they were really tight online
she was afraid he'd be a psycho
years back she served some time
He knew nothing about this
she wasn't saying a word
one day her story leaked out
he thought this was absurd
He questioned her through e-mail
asked if she was ever in jail
Yes, but I didn't do it
she never posted bail
The authorities are looking for me
I don't have a place to hide
the last thing she said to him
I'm going to skin you alive
#friendship
#MentalHealth
#prison
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