Escape From Poems - Poems about Escape From

It would be good to escape from this place, to detach myself from heavy memories, To leave behind the shadows and stories that have intertwined over time, To lose myself on unseen paths, seeking the hidden mystery of the unknown, But staying has its own charm, a bittersweet taste of nostalgia, All those goddesses of the past, now living...

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"Because you (faithful saints) have kept my command To persevere, I will also keep you from the trial which Shall test those who dwell upon the earth." "Behold," " I am coming quickly! Let no one take your crown. For when they are saying,"Peace and safety", Christ Will return like...

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MY poem is about all of our Christians' greatest escape of all time because: Our Lord promises to rescue His saints from the earth's seven year's tribulation period. For when they are saying,"Peace and Safety," He will return just "Like a thief in the night" for His chosen bride." Jesus Christ's redeemed church during the "great catching away."...

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Honking cars and shaking fists. I can't take much more of this. I hear it clearly, get the gist, "Hey A...h...!" It is stressful and it's gritty. Life here is not so pretty. Scraping by in the city is a hassle. Ah, in the country, I'd feel the breeze... A little bird flits down from the trees He opens his beak as if...

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What becomes of a world of war? The world is crowded, lonely, happy and sad Bored I am of life I am bored Whisperings of life hint it is stressed The strait between hope and despair Forthwith bears an obscure seclusion A menace seeping through the pores of gladness What is deprived but a hope that's deferred? To live again is as sure...

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She searched for Paradise, instead, the road led her to a land of demise. A plague of pain had rolled out on this land, it had spread across, through the evil tongue. She looked around, mainly suppressed souls were found. Silent roars of their sufferings extend for miles, screams were suffocated, behind fabricated smiles. Foul tongues were twisted together, gathered under narcissistic scarves. Sharp words were wounding...

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I’ve been to the edge of the abyss, the deep dark dungeon that is love I fell and kept falling, my heart continually being consumed by its emptiness At times an enjoyable ride, as if floating on clouds of white, slowly blowing in the wind Excitement would electrify my body, jolting me with its sweet, addictive sensations A high...

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If peace was like a river then it would not be peace It would just be a shiver that is mistaken for bliss All the cataract's all the wavers,it would not cease for your pleas Shouts and screams chanting save her,but it's all in your dreams Musical notes such as quavers,wash up your nightmares wash off your sins Relieve the...

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Ten minutes you have for escape From a scene of the craziest rape, Where the sex urge of men makes Ape: Once they start their show mouths agape! Better you're shipped to a lone cape: Drinkers of the sweet serve one grape; Your graceful neck sealed up to nape; Pen knife to off Rapist's tool scrape... Now, five wretched minutes for escape! Can...

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I thought here bottom of the filthy world there was where to give impetus climb back and live but the floor is foggy this ground is made of nothing someone screams in the apartments because they always have another bitter word for you but I see multiplied with my broken glasses and almost toothless I chew different feelings inside I sweeten tears caress the deformed ego the soft hands carving false...

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Prisoner mortally confined, plotting your escape like Papillon, conceiving freedom like a zoo animal. Then dreaming on, you meet a flying child in all your mirrors. Nearly weightless, pulled in every gale, lifted like a kite, catapulted high over every trail. Then dreaming on, you are the drafty power of your path, the easy elevation of your flight. This embedded skill is never...

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Hope, as a sparrow chirps and claims the sky, Hope, Escape velocity from planet despair, Hope, Cracks that let the light in, Hints Of fresh morning air, Hope, The sound of laughter, Tears of care, Hope I pray, you're always here. John Roberts...

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Mountains with vibrant floras Led down to fruit laden orchards In the verdant vales below. I heard her then, a syrupy song Of tender love and feats of old. I stood beneath an apple tree As her song wafted on the breeze, Sliding in and around the fruit trees, Scattering aromatic fragrance around. Serendipitously I came onto a small farm. A small river wended its...

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In a barren apocalyptic landscape, under a withered, bare, and grossly malformed weeping willow tree. Lies a lone stone which reads: There is no escape From the house of the dead. The stone, in pristine state, stands as a testament to all who enter there. The interloping tendrils of a wisteria vine, have encircled and strangled all in its...

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The split level blinks at Chestnut End under twilight's tremble, ripping me, the oily menhaden bait, from the under boot The Chestnut dwellers bold interrogative flushes him down then plunges-up the flotsam village scrawler the way you talk to a blooming night blooming to a blow-fish blown unsuspecting of the scuttle, skating the wake away The insomniacs billow from their raged ranches, wisely, and after...

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