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Detention Poems - Poems about Detention

Detention

Who can detain me?
Unless I allow myself?
It's all right in here...

Categories: detention, change, confidence, self, social,
Form: Senryu

Break Free Opposing

Break Free (original).

I decline to be bathed in abject defeat, I intend to break free. 
My endeavour isn’t dead, intellect serves as a panacea for me 
My muse and I must find impassioned advocacy to meet. 
I intend to break free, I decline to be bathed in abject defeat. 
The solution I submit, it will

Categories: detention, prison,
Form: Rhyme

The Day I Spent In Detention

For once this is a poem that really happened to me a long time ago.
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Sometimes I recall some deed of the past,
Why, that day I was really aghast.
I felt angry and humiliated
Decision taken made me frustrated.

I was just fifteen or so at that time,
A teacher considered mine a crime.
I was guilty, and easily distracted.
Outside I

Categories: detention, memory,
Form: Couplet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Perfect Poem : Detention

in school halls the length of the land
after the final bell, by the thousand
taken by some strict schoolmaster 
who is determined they will go faster
the perfect poem is being created
but teachers are obviously not elated
because these poems are a punishment
a system designed as a detriment
to pupils who would have otherwise
fooled and played up in disguise

Categories: detention, poems, school,
Form: Rhyme

Hms Detention

That old wooden box that we nailed to a plank
The pram in the ditch that required a good yank
All that we needed was front and back wheels
We wouldn’t need brakes for we had rubber heels

The front wheels we fixed with some bent-over nails
At that point we didn’t think we would need sails
The back wheels meant

Categories: detention, childhood,
Form: Rhyme

20 Minutes Detention

20 minutes
that is 120 weeks in prison
2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 
20 minutes to get locked up

20 minutes to fingerprint you
20 minutes to process you
120 weeks in prison is
2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks
and 20 minutes.

20 minutes was longer than it took to get lost
120 weeks
42 days before court gave me
120 weeks -

Categories: detention, 9th grade, abuse, addiction,
Form: Free verse

The Separation

In my country, gangs of fiends own the night.
In my country, we lived broken lives of torment.
My family fled with little but our naked terror.
Bleeding and blistered, our feet carried us hundreds of miles.
But I always had my familia. 

We migrated in trucks, never sure
we could trust coyotes.
We roamed scorching desert, never
sure we would find

Categories: detention, child, child abuse, cry,
Form: Political Verse

Concrete Cancer

Chanting for the jewel in the heart of the heart of the lotus
Ohm mani padme hum

I bite the invisible neon green
cast off
which protects my broken wrist
flushing bits down the mirror or 
chrome toilet of the tomorrow 
It has stopped suddenly

this day has no meaning when idly tearing away
the chips of broken plaster from my arm

Categories: detention, youth,
Form: Narrative

Psychological Indefinite Detention

The perverse acceptance of dehumanization
coincides with the illusion of vulnerability
Degradation underlies the prolonged process
systematically re-wiring a once skeptical public


Manufacturing receptiveness to a diminished existence
is the prevailing goal
The need for coercion dissipates as resistance vanishes
Turning imprisonment into an implied circumstance

Categories: detention, political, psychological,
Form: Free verse

I Think I Get It Now

No therapist wanted to do any kind of counseling for B School, which to my home is quite near.
I was frankly bewildered that three of my friends, Susan, Tad, and Sun had told me they would never come back here.
B school looked lovely; the grounds were impeccably beautiful - flowers, wind spinners, and fountains with

Categories: detention, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Detention Centre - Pacific Solution

This place is no haven, 
hated and feared
for the isolations found here.
Those caught outside
find it a gulf too harsh
and unable to cope 

...  peer hopelessly in
           from behind the wide wall. 


Celebrate escape
with a hundred 
floaty balloons. 
Shapes of my choice
in a multitude of

Categories: detention, introspection,
Form: Free verse

Detention of Love(End Line Word)

take my pure sweet senses into---------Love 
ecstasy before my soul completely---- Defies
dries up and withers in infinity-------------Prisons
taking me to the end road ----------------Thereof
creeping out of my spirit of love---------Cry’s
for you my darling resonate all----------Reasons

Categories: detention, dedication, devotion, life, love,
Form: Free verse