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Exile Poems - Poems about Exile

Love's last exile
My bewitched heart is bleeding The burden of the banished Bubbly times we buried into eachother The butterfly of my dreams Though bleak times never seemed so bad...

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Categories: exile, extended metaphor, feelings, longing,
Form: Free verse
Marked for Exile
They came at dawn, no warning sound.. Just boots on concrete, bodies bound. A flashing light, a tightened cuff.. No time to scream, no time enough. They scanned my skin, a black ink mark.. A symbol small, but fate was stark. No gang, no crime, no war I waged.. Yet still they locked me in this cage. A land so far, no kin,...

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Categories: exile, discrimination, identity, judgement, life,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Moon in Exile
There are nights the gaunt moon pretends to be thunder to enrapture the hell heavy heart but tonight, she sings not sweet silence asunder no light from her lips shall depart ...

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Categories: exile, silence,
Form: Rhyme
Poet’s Exile
A ruinous filth spills onto the page Like sap from a trees rotting heart Hands covered in black The speaker of my memories Smooth and razor thin An emissary of ink I envy the pen and it’s melan-written spiels Armored with a voiceless vignette It is its only way to prove that it’s master is alive Feverishly pushing its point to a fading...

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Categories: exile, pain, writing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Exile of a Writer
Sometimes it is hard to see God’s grace Sometimes all I can do is be obedient with a smile on my face Sometimes I can’t count it joy Sometimes I become annoyed and annoy Sometimes God in the cleft is His placement of place Sometimes we will be exiled to isles Sometimes the ashen gray of walls in cells Sometimes I need...

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Categories: exile, bible, christian, god, jesus,
Form: Limerick



Before I Die
I'm so ashamed That when I die I don't want a picture of my face On the alter Or at my funeral...

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Categories: exile, angst, death, depression, funeral,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cain's Exile of Inherent Beingness
Mark The earth turns its face from you as if ashamed. You who tilled the soil, now marked by what the soil received. Your brother's blood— how it murmurs, how it screams. Deafness would be a mercy. Wanderer At Babel, you watch them build their tongues a discordance of hope. You know better. The tower falls. Always, things fall. In Athens, questions hang in the air like ripe fruit....

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Categories: exile, fate, loneliness, lost love,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Is it possible that existence is our exile
Is it possible that existence is our exile, And nothingness our home? In the twilight of thoughts, where shadows whisper secrets, I wander through the labyrinth of my mind, Each corridor, a reflection of forgotten dreams, Each door, a gateway to the unknown. I stand on the edge of reality, Gazing into the abyss of my soul, Where echoes of lost memories reverberate, Like...

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Categories: exile, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Can-Do Attitude
It's a question of what you can do. Well, I can work. That's what I can do. Yet, I can't be with people or be friendly. I just don't have it within me. That's why I'm outside. For this, I remain on my hill, on my descent. It's a crescent just for you and me. Just think, it's a fact, and that's just...

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Categories: exile, abuse, angst, blue, business,
Form: Free verse
Unsayable civi in-exile , still, still do so long, Shillong!
In the interview board of the portfolio The question asked, How so? Is it not fornication? The ripley's reply was negative. “As you shifted the family tree into a money plant This is basically a spine inclination in influencing. The shadow and the light. And the gray in daylight. The intrepid tree shall learn to grow there. There.” The question paper...

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Categories: exile, art, assonance,
Form: Bio
Premium Member Exile and Death
The price of decency in today’s world Is the same as it has always been: Your liberty or your life. If you give a moose a muffin After all Next you’ll have to invite them in For a glass of milk. And we all know how difficult it is To get a moose to leave your kitchen. And so it goes for the illegals Flooding...

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Categories: exile, anger, society,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Woman, Woman, Muse Of Saint-Valentine
You, gorgeous Muse, with velvety skin The sugary sap of my poetic pen And the sole labyrinth of my soul You inspire me and I adore you. You are my perennial spring smile The garden of my ethereal flowers The leitmotif of my dreams in exile And the fictional oasis of the fall showers. You are the guardian angel who's never absent And the...

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Categories: exile, angel, beauty, friendship love,
Form: Rhyme
Exile Peace
Suffer for awhile As angry waves rushes ashore Reign peace in exile....

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Categories: exile, beach, beauty, mental health,
Form: Haiku
Exile
The acceptable mask, through an endless night's past, Dawn's meeting of eyes— more than simple strain, she cries....

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Categories: exile, angst, cry, emotions, introspection,
Form: Alexandrine
Exile
millennial love apple worm in fruit salad bitter beginning...

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Categories: exile, garden, paradise,
Form: Haiku

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