Ensnared Poems - Poems about Ensnared

Beholding the light We heave a sight Captivated like a moth We are ensnared Termites on its ritual monthly He came and us He saved We are living sacrifice Doomed for hell and damination Rather we became the beloved The savour of His grace We are now thrust into the Word. (10th November, 2024)...

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Seeing you makes me wonder, How your life's been doing over. I hope you're getting better, In everything, you'll be greater You're happy that's good, You seemed to be in a great mood. It's like the warmth of the firewood, On that part I understood. In the future don't be scared, Always be ready and be prepared. So that in problems you won't be ensnared, From...

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We are born into this time, ensnared by the woven webs of destiny, And on the path of fate, without fear, we step toward the determined end. There is no other way, only the duty to hold onto our lost position, Without hope, without salvation, like that Roman soldier, found among the ruins, His bones before the door in...

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If my demise dawns like this In penury and suffering I surely will not rest in peace But in ceaseless wondering Of soul in ghostly endevor. Why die a regular death Remembered when fogotten For when i had ample breath They spit on me like meat rotten. Why hide me behind my doors Hide me from invisible scourge Suffocating my soul in closing walls Detering my roam...

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If something isn’t true, is it necessarily false By the polarized abstraction, are we blinded to recourse In the either or equation and the depths of zero sum Is all meaning trapped forever —inside this web we’ve spun (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)...

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Ensnared in that thread of adrenaline the more I try, each time I move to your silken web I am fused Every whimper, quite the gentleman fine words linger with an elegant flow sweeping legs caught in tomorrow your screams, a mirror of my chaos dancing with strangled laughter oh what a sweet dangerous disaster Naked eyes focused on...

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envy gnaws the soul ever left dissatisfied ends its days hungry...

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Ensnared I have traveled far and wide, In search of a sweet succulent nectar. To have found you I'm filled with pride, Your luscious aroma has raised the bar. No other flower will ever come close, Your taste is truly a great aphrodisiac. I tarry a long while to enjoy the dose, With each whiff memory fades I'm amnesiac. Thy whiles has me under your spell, For you I have sworn off all other pleasures. I sit with you...

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(Another childhood poem.) Filaments tightly woven, a chrysalis cradles me, deflects the dangers; it is an armored womb, bright and hard. Loosely woven, a web imprisons me; struggles snare me firmly in these threads. What weaves this armor and this trap? It is I -- I am the spider, and the potential butterfly....

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Trapped within my inability to let go Will I reach my goal and will I know I relentlessly pursue my own happiness Or will I end up in hapless duress I will not let myself think of failure In this way I will know how to feel sure Also try only to think of the positives And I always want to be...

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