Best Runaway Poems
An outdoor wedding, no sign of rain
The bride’s gown had a 10-foot train
Crossing the lawn to her bequeathed
Fido snatched the train in his teeth
And Pop watched eight grand go down the drain
Whispers in the darkness
Keep her sleep away
Tormented by her fear
She awaits the coming day
The dealers and the hustlers
Her only companionship
She never thought it would be like this
When she started on this trip
The allies and the doorways
Her shelter from the rain
She only has to take the drugs
To drive away the pain
Forced to sell her body
In order to survive
She tells herself it's has to be
Just to stay alive
A child of only fifteen years
In a world of sin and shame
This is the life of the runaway
With only herself to blame
Would you pack up and run away with me if I were to ask you to today?
Would you throw aside all the past? The turbulence we shared? Would you forget the screaming matches and remember what we shared?
If I dream of this; is there a chance that it may come true? The answer is too much time has passed, and there’s nothing more to say or do (unhappy face).
But I keep on hanging on, like a worn out Diana Ross song. I blame you; bellowing ”you just keep me hanging on”.
It seems I fell victim to the powers of your kiss. I treated you badly I didn’t realize how much I’d miss.
In this case there are no victims, there are only volunteers, and it seems you too fell ‘victim’, still loving me after all of these years.
I’d like to say I am sorry, but this is a worn out tune. I do have regrets. I blame it all on me. As they say it takes two to tango I wish now that I could see.
But then how could I be sorry to have loved so passionately? I am the lucky one, that someone too loved me.
I still ask would you run away with me? Take me to the justice one more time for a quiet ceremony?
Walk with me through life as if this is something we ever knew how to do. Accept the others faults with no backdoor to escape through.
Grow old and gray together family at our side, the American dream they call it a wild, bumpy ride.
All of the latter is something we will likely never know, but the passion once shared will surely never go.
Its electrical magnetic charge is etched upon my heart. Those times when we were young and would just do ‘it’ anywhere, that heat that drew us like flames we didn't have a care.
I ask again, would you run away with me?! Run away with me now!!! there’s no time to make haste. Life really is short we mustn't let it waste.
My beauty fades fast my love, my lines have become deep, my desires they are waning. Still my love for you I keep.
Run away with me my sweetheart I promise I’ll be fair. I will love you to the ends of time, more than you can bare.
Run away even if you have to wait until the dark of night. Run away with me my love make everything alright.
The slap of sneakers on concrete,
Fill my ears with hollow sound;
Like my heart it has a beat,
Steady thumps against the ground.
My eyes are wide, to take in any light,
But not many shine in the dark.
I couldnt stand another fight,
Another sharp and mean-cutting remark.
I stop to take a quick bent-over breath;
Soon I'll start again on my run.
This adreniline is like crystal-meth,
It'll keep me going, when I just want to be done.
My eyes open again in the night,
Surveying quickly the world around.
For this action I wont feel contrite,
Otherwise I'd soon be burried in the ground.
My jeans are ripped at the knees,
My shirt-a tanktop of the color black.
This need to get away is like a disease,
With not an urge to ever go back.
The lights shine on the road, a pale yellow-white,
They catch my green-blue frantic eyes.
Even with no one around, my chest squeezes tight;
Afraid that they'll wake up and find me gone, though i never said goodbye.
The railroad is up ahead, right beneath my feet.
I reach out my hand, and feel the Runaway Train.
I have one chance, I cant allow defeat.
Around the handel I toss and loop my thick silver chain,
And pull my self up, up and off the ground;
I keep up and hold on, with one last look behind.
To open the door it only takes one pound,
Then im out of the wind, inside, in the darkness, blind.
For a moment, I have the chance to breathe;
Gone from everything I've known:
No chance of dysfunctional familys,
No chance of ever knowing home.
Runaway Train, I've runaway,
The night abducts me.
The internal disorder has led me astray;
my mind is clearer, soon youd see.
I had but one choice left,
I chose the Runaway Train...
At twelve years old
She sits in the cold
Engulfed by the dark
Sitting on an old tree trunk
By the edge of the silent river
From far she can hear the ceremonial celebrations
Drums beat with such elevation
The women sing in jovial spirits
The kids play and they all dance
Twenty fires burn brightly lighting the village in might
She sits in the cold
Her bare breasts scared
Her beaded necklace tightening
Her innocent fingers trembling
Her eyes dimming with every drum beat
She knows she can't run far
They will find her
And he will marry her
The dowry is already paid
The bed is already made
Butterfly kisses on nape of neck
Make me feel warm soft blessed
Because you are my yellow happiness
My love like a dove that has flown the nest
Runaway love so red and free
The kind of passion like a fruit so sweet
For the old fashioned or newer generation
Love from above heaven sent celebration.
Best of friends
Are me and ewe,
Ain't no ends...
For us two...
Spent all the day
One day a year,
Running away
From our shear
Not with our kin
And not in the barn,
Not soon to be in
Grandma's yarn
Lucky is the cow
The heifer, the bull,
The piglet and sow
Never lose their wool
We're getting lost
Nowhere to be seen,
Licking the frost
In a meadow green
Feeling so free to
Frolic with the bees,
Where long grasses grew
Nearly up to our knees
Love to sniff each
Dandelion and daisy,
Temptation in reach
Drives us both crazy
Had eaten our fill
Before the bumbles,
Rolled on a hill
Taking tumbles
Me and my buddy
Finding trouble,
And getting muddy
In a pile of rubble
Fleece, white as snow
Not telling Mother,
All that we know
About one another
Of the springtimes
The unicorn, the fairy,
The nursery rhymes
About us and Mary
Best of friends
Are me and ewe,
Ain't no ends...
For us two...
RUNAWAY BRIDE
Down the ailse she walks
Bouquet in her hand smile on her face
To the alter where her love awaits
Her heart so pure and true
Her friends and family all in view
Her veil hides her face and tears
Her body hidden by the dress she wears
White the colour of purity
Pink the color of innocence
Her dark brown eyes clouded by promises
Thump thump her heart beats faster
Her grip tightens on the arm of her father
Every doubt shes ever had
Passes through her mind , so ugly so bad
Questions to which she doesn't have the answers
Her footsteps slow to a halt
Curious eyes look to her
Back and forth, bride and groom
The mistress there pretends to swoon
But she knows better the lies and laughter
Behind her back they all must chatter
She turns around and begins to run
As if someone there held a gun
Out the door her veil behind
Bouquet on the floor , her name being yelled
Oh what a tale, a tale to tell
Once upon a time a girl fell for a prince
No other man she fell for since
A real prince charming to her eyes
She was fooled from all the lies
Once upon a time a girl fell for a mister
But soon she found out
He loved her sister.
Lucy went to London
She couldn't stay at home
She was a crazy mixed up kid
She felt lost and so alone
When Lucy got to London
The streets weren't paved with gold
She slept in a shop doorway
And shivered in the cold
In the morning she washed in a toilet
In Kings Cross station there
But she couldn't wash the pain away
And nobody seemed to care
She walked the streets of London
Till she could walk no more
She lost all of her dignity
As she sat there on the floor
Then a man approached her
He seemed to be so kind
He bought her a coffee and a meal
He was a stranger but she didn't mind
He said there was a place for her
Somewhere she could stay
And if she would come with him
He'd take her there today
Lucy was so hopeful
As she climbed inside his car
He said that they would be there soon
He said it wasn't far
Lucy looked out of the window
It had begun to rain
She was driven away in that big black car
She was never seen again
There are many kids like Lucy
All they need is hope
We must not let them run away
We must help them cope
Red balloons I brought, escaped your hand, but you can hold my heart instead
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For PD.'s Contest # 5: Melt My Heart
2/9/16
When we are forced to stand our ground
Because someone is out of bounds
When you find yourself wanting to rebound
feeling like you have to stand your ground
Realizing your personal space
Has turned into a battleground
Taking the conversation southbound
Just hoping the situation doesn't compound
Before I know it's full-on aggression
One of life's hardest lessons
When you get bitten by the Devils venom
Looking to God in heaven
Hoping my engine will stop revin
Uncontrollable waves of word lashing
Surpassing my ability to stop us from crashing
When your character is attacked by an assassin
Making it impossible to ignore this full-on bashing
Feeling your temperature rise
As the blood fills your eyes
Believing that you're way to wise
Looking for a compromise
Knowing that taking it any further will jeopardize
Our friendship if we both don't empathize
Our hostile situation
That has my heart full on racing
With all this back and forth pacing
Making sure you're facing this threat
Trying not to do anything you will regret
Looking them directly in their eyes
Barking out how this leads to our friendship demise
Apparently, we are unable to stop the decay
When I feel it all slipping away
So sad I was unable to convey
How out of hand this runaway day
Found its own pathway
That left me feeling betrayed
So all that is left is to pray
For God to make it all go away
To help us fix it like it was yesterday
Runaway train, coming down the track
A life of pain, carried on my back
Speeding by, towns with no names
You can’t cry, on the runaway train.
Sometimes life, takes you for a ride
Only nineteen and I’ve got a bride
Hop on board, stay by my side
“I want off”, is what she cried.
Runaway train, coming down the track
A life of pain, carried on my back
Speeding by, towns with no names
You can’t cry, on the runaway train.
Looking for a job, one can’t be found
Steal a loaf of bread, run outta town
Just trying to get by, the best I can
There’s no going, back home again.
Runaway train, coming down the track
A life of pain, carried on my back
Speeding by, towns with no names
You can’t cry, on the runaway train.
RUNAWAY TRAIN
A runaway train a life full of pain
Running avoiding the hurt
Getting away with lies, dancing in the rain
Treating everyone like dirt
Call me insane
I am my on freak on my runaway train
Running like the gingerbread man
Running as fast as I can
Catch me now if you can
Abandoning every life plan
Removing the ones in my life I cannot stand
Finding myself in Rome
How the Hell did i end up in another land
Take me French men by the hand
Sent me back with the runaway brand
Trust me it is no joy to feel like a toy
Runaway train has been my only joy
Leaving everything behind
Meting myself as a homeless in every cargo
Runaway train in my on matchbox
Runaway train lighting up the flames
Runaway train my life full of speed
Running avoiding my hearts need
Tracking me down and you'll find me in my own
( Soul Asylum) lost in a ( Runaway Train)
********A FUN SPROUT
My runaway train has ended
, everyone joined, jumped in my cargo
My runaway train all the supers mended
Waiting on them who joined my Wells Fargo
Thank you everyone for closing the contest,
In less than 24 hrs. Did not expect that.
Being my first contest and all,
I looked for one thing i needed to see.
A different point of view Of what I wrote above
SKAT
Written January 8, 2013
The morning blues in a lily on the pond
Wake on the wrong side of the road
Penniless pockets play the vagabond game
Ride the tiger recently tamed
On a long road to nowhere, horizon's stain
All's my name sitting next to me
Lie down with graceful angels deep in the snow
Or on wet grass recently mowed
I've grown accustomed to the scent of your mane
Spelled chug-chuga-chug is my name
Oh why do flowers never bloom in the snow?
They never have a chance to grow
No, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore
The oaks and pines getting clearer
Much to a land unafraid to spread its wings
Listen to Woody Guthrie sing
Bacon sizzles in the rain and sunshine reigns
We've reached the line of no return
Of the big rock candy mountain we will sing
For the next week my phone won't ring
While others writers think of love
you’ve shat on that pure white dove.
Before on and on, I must go,
I’m telling others of what I know.
Love to ride the ‘Royal Scotsman,”
but this train I’m on is full of flotsam.
What I’m saying is so loaded with duress,
Its’ like riding the “Midnight Express!”
When you first pulled into my station,
this old heart was filled with elation.
At first things really went fine,
unscheduled love was always on time.
But love doesn’t run on a rigid time table,
I’m tossing you off while I’m still able.
I’m not one to be keeping score,
don’t catch your ass in the exit door.
First you changed from commuter to freight,
all the while saying “ain’t this great?”
Now I’m carrying a very heavy freight load,
my heart is chugging, ready to explode.
You always think you’re the lead conductor,
No wonder friends call you Hannibal Lucktor.
I’m tired of you always blowing your whistle,
you’re the pain in the ass you get from a thistle.
You were demoted from engineer to porter,
this really screwed up our manifest order.
Instead of your up front driving, which I loved,
ya put a foot in my ass n’ shoved.
Day n’ night your mouth goes Yakity Yak,
driving your hate spikes Klickety Klack.
Since I’m not the last one you let on board,
love’s driven down, now I am floored.
Folks would say our love’s a signal flop,
so I’m getting off before the flag stop.
And where would that next place be?
Where you try to totally, dominate me!
I know where the air brakes on this train are,
you’ve switched from sleeper to a baggage car.
You always lash out with such hysteria,
makes me think you’ve got diphtheria.
So I am punching your last ticket to ride,
Frankly, you can shove or stick it inside.
Before I lose the last of my brain,
you n’ yer baggage jump another runaway train.
* For Runaway train contest and no this certainly isn't about me. LOL