Poems About Prison Published by Members Recently Online
#prison
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
Prison
Reeks of hell, ceiling lost in mould,
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
#regret
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
649 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
Prison
Reeks of hell, ceiling lost in mould,
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
#regret
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
649 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
Prison
Reeks of hell, ceiling lost in mould,
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
#regret
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
649 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
Prison
Reeks of hell, ceiling lost in mould,
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
#regret
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
649 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
27th Dec 2021 4:51pm
Prison
Reeks of hell, ceiling lost in mould,
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
trapped behind a door hermetic.
Claustrophobia at its best, to unfold
as mental lunacy for days, kinetics
trapped inside feet within a square meter,
and I shall be no more, yet can I die?
For a fragile girl, this gruesome theatre
of criminals on top, below oppressed goodbyes.
Mistakes are easily ommitted...
Politicians, please do kill and steal.
Freedom prevails for your commited
endless cycle of pig life style and meal.
Politeness and diligence never matter, do they?
I...
#regret
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#prison
#FeelingTrapped
649 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
Prison Blues(with no shoes)
Picked up a parlor guitar 11/21
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
#depression
#music
#prison
90 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
Prison Blues(with no shoes)
Picked up a parlor guitar 11/21
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
#depression
#music
#prison
90 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
25th Oct 2024 1:03pm
Prison Blues(with no shoes)
Picked up a parlor guitar 11/21
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
Picked up a parlor guitar on 11/21
Picked up a guitar on a cold November
I don’t remember when I felt this down
Started strumming but it’s all about being blue
Strum a little longer I get up off the floor
Stomp my foot and feel the beat
But I just lost my shoes and belt
Hear that metal ring as it’s closing
I got the prison blues with no shoes
Got them old turnkey blues but where’s my shoes I don’t know
So I serve some lunch and when I can
Pick up my...
#depression
#music
#prison
90 reads
2 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
Banged up
#sex
#erotic
#prison
1038 reads
8 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
Banged up
#sex
#erotic
#prison
1038 reads
8 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
9th Apr 2021 9:15am
Banged up
#sex
#erotic
#prison
1038 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2024 2:40am
23rd Jan 2024 2:40am
Heroine
Heroine
Ragged souls seated around room
Seeking solace from storm lashed lives
Woman conducts orchestra of therapy
Her soft curves and smile
Soothes tempest tossed madmen
In the quiet presage of session
She sits gazing in contemplative beauty
Her sage words play the piano of our hearts
“Women and men are made differently.
To deny that is to deny the truth.”
Calm sea of communing
Threatened by tidal surge ...
Ragged souls seated around room
Seeking solace from storm lashed lives
Woman conducts orchestra of therapy
Her soft curves and smile
Soothes tempest tossed madmen
In the quiet presage of session
She sits gazing in contemplative beauty
Her sage words play the piano of our hearts
“Women and men are made differently.
To deny that is to deny the truth.”
Calm sea of communing
Threatened by tidal surge ...
#women
#prison
#feminism
#sensual
#healing
232 reads
14 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Prison Published by Members Recently Online
