Poems About Prison Seeking Honest Critique
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 7:48pm
18th Jun 2024 7:48pm
Looking out for herself
She told the police on her boyfriend
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
They nailed him with a suitcase full of heroin
He was tried & sent to jail
She was paid in full the money that she was promised for helping out
She moved into a nice apartment
After a while, she got some letters from him
He didn't know that she was the one that had set him up
His letters were full of declarations of eternal love
The only thing that kept him going was thinking of her each & every day he sat in his rotten, stinking cell
She laughed at the letters and threw them away
After a few...
#apathy
#heartbroken
#prison
#rejection
#suicide
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Jun 2024 10:24pm
17th Jun 2024 10:24pm
I'd do it all over again
As I await death row
There's something I think you ought to know
I have no remorse for the woman I killed
All died by my hands, this was the ultimate thrill
I have a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's I kept near my bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while some were drunk on liquor
Here's my list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994, cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, disemboweled her in my kitchen, she pleaded,...
There's something I think you ought to know
I have no remorse for the woman I killed
All died by my hands, this was the ultimate thrill
I have a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's I kept near my bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while some were drunk on liquor
Here's my list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994, cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, disemboweled her in my kitchen, she pleaded,...
#confessional
#murder
#prison
#rhyming
#LifeChangingMoment
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st May 2024 10:51pm
21st May 2024 10:51pm
Father Knows Best
Forget who you are
Just remember who I am
You obey the rules
You'll be perfectly fine
You disobey the rules
I'm your officer, judge, jury & executioner
I will make your life a hell that you can't ever escape
Ok son, time to get ready for bed
Just remember who I am
You obey the rules
You'll be perfectly fine
You disobey the rules
I'm your officer, judge, jury & executioner
I will make your life a hell that you can't ever escape
Ok son, time to get ready for bed
#father
#home
#prison #son
#prison #son
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
17th May 2024 9:28am
17th May 2024 9:28am
DAYDREAMING
Wide awake but still chasing dreams
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
#birds
#deception
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#prison
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NaughtyByNature
Tiffany143
Tiffany143
Poem Published
14th May 2024 5:35pm
14th May 2024 5:35pm
Listen to your Spirit
Surrender had me drowning
from the flesh that I was in
So I hit my knees and prayed to God
And that's where we begin.
We now can be connected
as we were sometime ago
The time when we pushed
others out To reap
the peace He stow.
Props to God for working
all hours through the night
If we are to fight this battle
he must be insight.
The path was laid out simple
with protection all around
Our ego always plotting
How to lock us in the ground.
Abundant was our blessings ...
from the flesh that I was in
So I hit my knees and prayed to God
And that's where we begin.
We now can be connected
as we were sometime ago
The time when we pushed
others out To reap
the peace He stow.
Props to God for working
all hours through the night
If we are to fight this battle
he must be insight.
The path was laid out simple
with protection all around
Our ego always plotting
How to lock us in the ground.
Abundant was our blessings ...
#faith
#graveyard
#prison
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st May 2024 10:45am
1st May 2024 10:45am
From the skies above
During that dead silent morning
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Revelation
We weren't informed, there was no warning
The initial revelation
Of an alien invasion
Created a stir in the nation
Threatening confrontation
No escape, from any location
People ailing from starvation
Beings exploit our creation
Resulting in death, or some mutation
Aliens performing amputations
Everywhere lies excessive devastation
Suicidal conformation
Someone save us from salvation
The Final Revelation
#aliens
#dark
#death
#prison
#rhyming
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faithmairee
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 12:16pm
19th Apr 2024 12:16pm
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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PAR
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 6:36pm
3rd Apr 2024 6:36pm
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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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 8:38am
1st Apr 2024 8:38am
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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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 10:12am
17th Mar 2024 10:12am
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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Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 6:59am
17th Mar 2024 6:59am
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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Lowko
Jimi Tatz
Jimi Tatz
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 2:26pm
29th Feb 2024 2:26pm
Enter Tha Badman
It was 11 AM in Oystermouth Road, of the Pretty Shitty City.
Gino is released from the shovel & pick, years past, without no ass and titties.
He had more in his bucketlist than just to get himself laid!
His barnet was long, wrapped in a bun, and his boat race needed a shave.
He had served a three year stretch for a knife fight out on the roads.
And he was still serving a suspended sentence, which kept him on his toes.
He turns up to his ex spouse's house, to say hello to his son.
Rio, now a teenager, was in need...
Gino is released from the shovel & pick, years past, without no ass and titties.
He had more in his bucketlist than just to get himself laid!
His barnet was long, wrapped in a bun, and his boat race needed a shave.
He had served a three year stretch for a knife fight out on the roads.
And he was still serving a suspended sentence, which kept him on his toes.
He turns up to his ex spouse's house, to say hello to his son.
Rio, now a teenager, was in need...
#conflict
#violence
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction
#prison
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