Escape Artist

Falling through the holes of Time, I bequeathed what once was mine The Hands Of Fate are quite unkind, As Destiny hath me confined In torture Towers- abuse of Power! While in my cell I quiver- cower! With Guards dispatched, a plan I hatch To escape within the hour Though, Lo! I compose perplexing prose To make a point that no one knows Who I am, or my haunting woes, But, oh, my hope doth grow and grow Though my Heart swells and heaves The broken Love's I haven't grieved Locked in a past I cannot leave, But in myself I do believe!

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Karl Marszalowicz

Date: 1/7/2014 3:12:00 AM

I like most of this poem, just a personal thing though are you sure you want to write about the poem itself in that one line about prose? I don't know. great poem about the man in a bell tower or simply a heart broken person.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/7/2014 7:05:00 AM

Hi, Karl; thanks for the read and review. I thought it might add a touch of irony to talk about the poem inside the poem. It may not have been my best idea; I can concede as much. But thanks for taking time to leave a comment; much appreciated :)

Robin Davis

Date: 10/30/2013 5:33:00 PM

Chan The Man This is a poem full of every emotion and feeling. I'm glad you believe in yourself enough to overcome your adversities. Nice write Thanks for the nice comment on my Haunted Poem Love and Hugs Sweet Pea

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 10/31/2013 8:54:00 AM

Thanks for the read and review, Sweet Pea; I appreciate it :)