Best Way Out Poems

Locked behind these prison bars 
Hiding all these deep painful scars 
Alone with my heartbroken fraternity 
Sentenced to serve time for all eternity 

Daydreaming of forever breaking free 
Lusting for love, a heartbeat, for me 
Cold, this bed, this floor, this breath 
Without you, my...

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Rejected
Defected
A hopeless case
Lost, drifting
Vanished without a trace
Sorrowing, woeful
Mired in despair
Anguished
Frustrated 
Tearing out fistfuls of her hair
Lonely, yearning
Trapped in solitude
Hoping for a pitying hand
To raise her up and help her stand
Desperate, on edge
Whirling this way and that
Frantic, caged
Like a hissing wild cat
Untamed, undisciplined
An unbroken horse
No kindness,...

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Ever take one of those psychological stress quizzes 
With one of those psychiatrist
Know-it alls?
Me neither.

Ever gonna?
Me neither.

What would be the point?
Oh, my GAWD! You should be depressed.
Stern look.

I’m not.
Then something is wrong with you.
Thanks.

That will be $150. 
You may pay my receptionist on your way...

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My knees have touched every part of this floor
Not for the satisfaction one would get from acting out a favorite animal position
But more from being dragged around like an animal 
My disposition was no longer sweet

Cuts and bruises covered my feet
I tried to run
Even tried...

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We dragged the slopes to our feet.
On the summit, we burnt our clothes
for wood and there shuffled our feet
in the hush of the falling snow.
 
We had come out of the scuffed grass.
 
With one look back in unbelief
exhuming the long trek
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Way out in the country.
That's where I want to go.
Way out in the country.
That's where I want to go.

You see them deep dark forest.
Along the country road.
You see them deep dark forest.
Along the country road.

I see them smiling faces.
As I make my way.
I see them...

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When it comes to doing the right thing by ratting on the enemies and/or whatnot, these
people have no regrets. When it comes to dating and writing poems of their own, there's no
turning back. And when it comes to getting into positive situations in life, there's...

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When life 
seems all 
hopeless
still don't 
you loose 
all 
scope of 
hope
for there's 
this thing 
dangling 
in the air
Reach out 
for God's 
sturdy 
rope.

For how 
sure can 
you be 
that
death will 
take you 
to a 
better fate
What if 
you are 
plunged 
into a 
plight 
much...

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It is daunting and challenging to wear smile no matter how thin in 
face of depression.
Like a lose balloon in the face of rushing hurricane wind, you feel 
helpless and hopeless at the grip of monster claws of deep dark. 
Your smartness, beauty and pride...

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For a diet there’s a number of clauses,
and natural food brings many applause's,
so for veggies I yearned,
until I soon learned,
most of us die from natural causes....

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Poetry Contest "Give me a Ghazal" Entry

                                   
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We all know someone who has been depressed before.
We might have experienced depression ourselves. Being stressed out has become a integral part of life for many. Possibly we are withdrawn and feeling numb inside. Stress can be a result of many everyday occurrences. Financial problems,...

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I found the way out
found out
I found 
the way out
way out
way

way out
out to 
the hereafter
hereafter
the hereafter
here 

after 
after here
the hereafter
way way out
out way
out

to out
hereafter
he 
her
here
after

way out 
to here after
found the way 
the way
found out 
the way

I found the way out
to the hereafter....

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She is standing there, in the small kitchen
While far away her husband is fishing.
Despairing tears fall down her gentle face
How could she have brought upon this disgrace?
She had a family, a perfect life
Now she'll be labeled as a cheating wife.
On her heart is etched the...

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There is too much silence 
In this English world
I can hear the feeling 
Making its way into my soul

I’ll stick to the thought
We spent a few minutes
On a nightful bench

My love didn’t have enough time
to dance its way out…...

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