Captive Poems

Captive

 Love doesn't try to tie you down
held hostage, gagged and bound.
Restraints won't keep love close to your heart
chained by your side, never to part.
The harder you try to make love stay,
you'll only find you've pushed it away.
Love can't be tested like a child in class
There are no rules to making love last.
Loves' not cut

I'm A Captive

Minds stratify in webbed design 
In lone life’s strata snares align
Psychic slide patterns ratify
In webbed design minds stratify 	

Within mind’s wares dark secrets hide
Patterns ratify psychic slide 
Deep silence cold mind never shares
Dark secrets hide within mind’s wares

I’m a captive within my fold
Mind never shares deep silence cold
In shell I can’t be adaptive
Within my fold

Captive Royalty

L-ions
I-n
Z-oo
A-re

D-oing
E-verything
P-eople
I-magine,
D-eriving
E-xpectations
P-roperly

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Liza  P. Depidep)

Mirza Ghalib English Translations 5

MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS

Urdu poems about life, death, Love, longing, hearts, being captive, strength, cruelty, temper, the sun, darkness, shadows and faith. 

I’m the captive of Love, the Huntress,
otherwise I’d have strength to flee.
—Mirza Ghalib, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your sidelong glances? Arousing.
Your cruelty? Demoralizing.
—Mirza Ghalib, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Her temper’s an

Winter's Captive

Silence, listening for the echo of a thought,
Blessed by the soothing, gentle flakes,
Breaking through the darkness, skies delighted
By the music, song of joy, falling quietly,
Hope in hasty flakes, feeling like yesterday’s 
Soft light, pouring over the moonlit life…

Silence, whispering through the stillness,
Blessings poured out in the lives who hear this,
The muffled music of a thought,

In his cage of thoughts, the captive man writes with wings of ink

In his cage of thoughts, the captive man writes with wings of ink,
surrounded by crumpled parchments like autumn leaves, he dreams,
of things seen through his tarnished window, a portal to the world beyond,
where the vast ocean whispers its stories with waves of longing.
His canvases are giant ships carrying on their decks free souls,
with the will

Self Esteem

When you bother yourself with things you can not do,
You forget what you can.
When you hide the real you behind the curtains of your inability,
You break the confidence you built for years 
Into pieces, to be fed to your growing ego.
And then, do you feel different?
Lose yourself slowly in this world of acceptance?
Weakness turned you

Captive Heart

 She was a captive from the start
 Escape was risky, would she try?
 Freedom beckoned, time to depart?
 But freedom needed wings to fly

 Escape was risky, would she try?
 But each attempt left her in tears
 She just could not conquer her fears
 
 Freedom beckoned, time to depart?
 Yet her will just

Captive

   held captive
   his fleshy lips
       quiver
   in an oasis of  
       rusted
      canteens

Captive

I am a captive of these household chores,
Cleaning windows, wall and floors.
Fighting dirt all the way,
Until I am old and grey. 

Up at 5 to start the sandwich brigade.
Pack their lunches and homemade lemonade.
All are up so make breakfast - bacon and eggs.
Little one wants to stay home - he begs,

Dry up the tears, all

Held Captive

Held Captive
Miracle Man
1/21/2024

I’m held captive by morning thoughts,
that came unannounced and uninvited.

I’m shown a path covered with leaves,
still moistened from a morning mist.

I’m drawn to follow the footprints,
laid down from before my time.

Which led to a gate where once I’d stood,
but prior it bore no lock.

A sign said smile, transportation awaits you,
and still, I hadn’t

The Captive Quill

Written: September 09, 2023
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In the abyss of night, I'm held captive tight.
Addiction to idioms fuels my Phoebus fight.
I abide, vouching sporadically to escape,
From the clutches of zeal, I can't reshape.

But my quill rebels; it won't be subdued.
It dances on my fingertips, its blaze renewed.
Beleaguered by a kindle of syllables, they persist,
Won't charter me to chime,

Captive

"But unto every one of us is given grace according to the measure of the gift of Christ. Wherefore he saith, When he ascended up on high, he led captivity captive, and gave gifts unto men." *Ephesians 4:7-8 of the King James Bible

I was once a captive of my own humble pride
With my soul shut

Captive

“Trauma is personal. It does not disappear if it is not validated. When it is ignored or invalidated the silent screams continue internally heard only by the one held captive.”
                         

Captive

Senses externalised, we’re held captive
by myriad forms of fear and desire
and so unless presence is adaptive,
bemused by illusions, it will soon tire
in pursuit of objects it would acquire.
This recognition for us is enough
to shift into calm, exiting seas rough,
whereupon soul’s freedom is ours to claim,
making easy challenges, that seemed tough,
drenched in love and light, in

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