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Prison Boyfriend Poems | Prison Poems About Boyfriend

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Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Victory Lap

Dusk lingers over the broken hill
Night creeps slowly beneath gloomy skies
Tired souls scramble to their weary beds
While I kneel down on the old dusty carpet and pray.
My spirit groans but I could not utter a single word 
Overshadowed by an unusual burden
I forced out a few words and hum a spiritual tune.
The night spread quickly over my bed
And I drifted in a deep slumber instead.
I found myself waiting in a room,
I was waiting for someone but I didn’t know who
A bare shelf attached to a plain wall
With a phone box sitting on top caught my attention.
Someone suddenly came out of nowhere into the unlit room
With a delegation and greeted me heartily.
He shook my hand and gave me the box.
We sat around a table positioned in the center of the room
His chair powerfully arranged to right side 
He sat close to the door and I sat next to him 
enchanted by his charismatic power 
I waited for that ecstatic hour. 
His delegation sat around the table at
the darker end of the room clapping 
and cheering as he started to speak.
With a big grin and a wide smile
He spoke with confidence, boldness and authority
Suddenly the door cracked opened and a radiant glow of light 
straight from the sky radiates upon him 
The beaming light rest upon him and covers him as he spoke.
God bless the President 
These words  woke me up 
in the wee hours of the morning.

Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse | |

Through A Prison Glass

You came unexpectedly, and i was surprised,
you smiled and placed your hand on the glass and cried.
I leaned my head against the glass and told you i am sorry,
i whisper through the phone line, ill start a new story.

You knew i was innocent but you still didn't believe me,
the only person i thought that would stay by my side but you couldn't be. 
Mom standing by your side and not wanting to talk,
i got really upset that you came at all cause i didn't want to see you walk. 

I needed you, when i was in need,
i was there for you when ever you didn't want to bleed.
I loved you and i cherished you with all my heart,
but before you left your words hit me like a really sharp dart.

You said i failed you,
you cried to me and i knew it was true.
But i needed you to understand me,
but you went your way and upset me.

The glass is now empty and i cant find you even with the fact that I'm out,
i tell you i love you but all you do is shout. 
I've lost you for good this time, 
so i think i have to do one more crime. 

Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012

Details | Blank verse | |

Prison Break

You cant just ground me here
Just because i am a lunatic to you
Lunatics are never grounded, remember?
In the wall i see a door
On the floor i see an endless pit
You think i am doing the home work? No way!!
I am doing the map work
You see, I have party to night
I even have a date
But mum
Are you now so foolish not to remember
how much headache you gave to my grands
Just because of the guy with long hair
Who now has a bald head?
Play the homeland security
I will play the prison break
We will see 
which movie sells best

Copyright © Rodgers Roger Muhereza | Year Posted 2014

Details | ABC | |

Missing You

Let me tell you about a game i play
Where i close my eye's and fade away

I float away to a special place 
Beyond the star's and moon and space

In this special place you see
There are only two people,Just you and me

In this place,All is right
Nothing but love,And we never fight

In this place,There is no sadness
No cell's,No court's,None of that madness

No bar's to hold us or separate
No one to tell us we can't kiss or touch

I don't just tell you I love you,I show you 
how much

But eventually the game must end
My eye's must open,And reality set's in

But someday soon,I'm not sure when
I will close my eye's and play my game again

Copyright © Paula Harris | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse | |

From Prison

This prison has walls
Of circumstance
My own Robin island
Where I pace
Without a picture 
To caress my face
Or some hope
That you will dress for me
Making me see 
The world from my longing
While you raise my name
To set my vision free
This prison
Has no parole
For I cannot live
Without my honor
And I will these walls
Only if you reprieve me
And find 
I love you still
And always 
I am innocent

Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme | |

Fast Forward

8 years old and friends with reality
Lost my innocents at a time that was too early. 
And though I was always afraid of the night, 
at 8 I learned monsters can walk in daylight. 
He never should have touched me. 

Fast forward

At 14 I met an older boy online and I thought about him all the time
but turns he didn't like me for my mind. 

Fast forward. 

15 I met a boy who loved me in return 
but when I denied his desires for intimacy he was very hurt 
and I felt nothing but guilt. 
I caved for he wanted more
and who was I to make him cry over something so... normal. 

Fast forward. 

18 I was the youngest person there,
that I'm pretty sure..
I quickly gave into the party atmosphere.
I had to much to drink and I barely remember these two events that link but I do remember
that they knew better. 
One was older "wiser" so he's much more to blame
because the other boy to play this game had much more deserved this fame. 

Fast forward 

20. Boyfriend number two, college is where things happen.
Though I know his heart was in the right place, that night had no sense of grace.
I was broken. Do I let myself hurt with words unspoken or do I tell myself
there is nothing you can do now.

I often wonder if it's because I am small, adaptable and kind?
Maybe you can push me down but you can't push my feelings aside. 
Why should I have to ask any guy to respect the rights I was born with? 
Should I be punished for being trusting and caring, traits my parents always had in mind
When they wanted their little girl to face the world they wanted her to have love sublime. 
Now a lampshade constrains me and for that I cannot fully shine
but life's moving fast forward and it's not one we can rewind.

Copyright © Katrina Gowan | Year Posted 2016