Best Exiled Poems

"Unreasonable Reasons for Fighting Dragons: Off Planet, Exiled"

I could write something beautiful for you,
like outside the windows
the raindrops slide off tips of green leaves
there are tears like pearldrops falling
onto moist lips like ripe rosebuds 
hints of myrtle lemon that the tongue licks
like sticky marshmallow fingertips...

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Exiled - Sentinel

How do I hate this job
let me count the waves
Poseidon’s icy blasts
torment of  seadog knaves

slashing at my heels
billowing candle snuffers
intent upon a darkness
denuded of all buffers.

Fear holds me frozen
awash amid the fury
victim of a crooked judge
and  trial without jury.

Clanging shackles bind...

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My love, an exiled of your reign,
I might have lost your love, but not the sense,
Who dares to oust me from such grace?
He who dares must meet my pain.

My love, I'm exiled of your love,
In some other arms I have not found,
Such essence,
Such touch,
My nightmares...

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In a castle far, far away,
An English maiden lived astray,
She’s as beautiful as the month of May,
Where flower blooms, day to day.

Outside the kingdom, there rests,
An exiled prince at every one’s detest,
A failure of his legacy and bequest,
In agony, in gloom, his fierceness suppressed.

An evil...

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The
homeless,
like
scattered
tumbleweeds,
drifting
from
safety
to exile;
an endless search
for a place
to land
if
only
for awhile;
until 
North
wind blows…
cold


March 14, 2023
Contest: Waltz Wave Poetry
Host: Emile Pinet...

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Exiled

Marble and steel walls
Hold firm phantom barred captivity
Knowing but empty space now
Amidst the imagined visitors

How suffocating this lockup
This prison of laser-beamed bondage
Rendering ghostlike existence
Void of its creators touch
Living with but posthumous memory

Passion of suffering
Continues its origin of pain
Shrill its captured moment
Frozen its anguish forever

Living on...

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Sent to the dreary realm that is now my home 
Made to seem I had no choice of what I had to lose
Only memories of my mind which I am left to roam
A captive of  a battle, a judgment I could not refuse 

Maligned...

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CENTRAL DARK

I used to walk those very same streets
Streets of sensuousness and sin
Those streets which once felt my feet
Those streets where my shoes once had been

The storefronts are new but the cement is the same
I saw pictures of it on my television screen
Those streets are...

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Were not exiled from your birthplace my soul you would not have to endure life's pains!







© Demetrios Trifiatis
       20 March 2017

* Dedicated to a dear friend going through difficult times....

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           If evermore this must last,
           Through the warmth of sun's wrath,
           Holding onto...

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Here I am standing in this secluded space with the pillow of hope hanging over my face, I cannot go backward or forward, I am backed up into this corner with my hands tied and destiny dragging my feet as I  struggle to break...

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A horror bared, lived
with suddenness
over it all comes an end
for earth people are ego ruled
scare them the holy old
all, poor and rich are money slaved
in near future, well know you troubled
those who feel it are exiled!...

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It's not that luxurious solitude you can choose against a background of sea or desert, a mythological desolation like in Antonioni's film, with that subtle taste of beautiful hopelessness in the subliminal search for identity that ends with a shotgun.
That's not the case in Cainland.
It's...

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I do my best, but I don't succeed
I get what I want, but not what I need
and I'm so tired, but I can't sleep
cause when I do, I start to dream

what is it you feel when I touch your face?
what you're looking for, and have...

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BANISHED FROM THE ONLY COUNTRY I HAVE EVER KNOWN.
I SAY TO MYSELF, IT'S JUST A BAD DREAM.
14 YEARS LATER, AND I STILL WAKE UP IN THIS THIRD-WORLD COUNTRY THAT I WILL NEVER CALL HOME.
I'M AN OUTCAST WITH MY EXPULSION FROM THE BEST COUNTRY IN THE...

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