Best Captive Poems

I have never seen a flower blush when I took it's hue
and held it there a prisoner captive to my view.

I have always heard the...

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That night we kissed, my heart became a butterfly.
It sprouted wings and danced across the velvet sky,
then leapt across the multitude of stars there strewn
along...

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In vertigo of night, in their riddled trance 
Boldness of petals melt on washed-out shades,
As faces etch a quiet gloom in varied hues
Capturing splashed oil,...

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In love with poetry, spellbound am I-
by force, that takes me to the land of words.
Beyond control, this power has its way
that leads me to...

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Battling the instabilities of reality.
Behind daylight's closed doors.
Imaginary chains keep me captive.

White walls decorated with 
silhouettes of suppressed shadows -
disappear, upon the sight of twilight.

Alone,...

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This oversized wooden chair feels oddly comfortable as we snuggle up on the raised deck of our cabin at the summit of an anonymous mountain...

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Insanity or Death

Life begins with insanity~~
~Your soul is kicking and screaming, 

Ready to exit with the touch of human hands.
Insanity rides on a gallant stallion...

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POTD 19 September 2017

Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as...

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As days grow longer, melancholy creeps
An uninvited guest, which winter brings
It dims the candle my mind tightly clings
Consuming light, from darkness whence he leaps

In doldrums...

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From night to night
I searched in a distant sky
To catch a falling star
To collect its silver dust
which fell ever so slow
upon the life-lines of my...

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“Something More” 

Softly pastels spill
from lips where
crimson speaks the heart

time brushed its coarse
hands along the body 
of my work 

and like a voyeur
you watched
the romance...

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How sad when things are too far gone -
when pleasures once you knew
are things no more to smile upon.
This plight for some is all too...

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Lost in a maze of dreams
  where nothing is as it seems,

- but then again, it never really was -

My heart is held captive...

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“Wicked Web of Woes” 

Is there a reason
to rhyme when 
lifeless fingers
breathe toxic agony,
whilst disgraced 
quill suffocates
from wildering 
riddles swerving to
the stillness 
of calcified air?...

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The Enmity
Seeking justice is the only way you knew how to protect us.
As a juvenile delinquent I was too young to recognize it.
I am always...

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