Runaway Poems - Poems about Runaway

No poem should become a runaway; write no more than what you mean to say – determine to keep it short and definitive; no reader wants to chase a fugitive. ...

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[Verse 1] He wore the tie like a hand-me-down, Swore he'd make it big in some glass-wall town. But his mind kept drifting to that red clay bend, Where the river runs slow and the line don’t end. The lights were bright, but they hurt his eyes, And no skyline ever beat a Tuscaloosa sky. He laughed on cue, played the part...

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The bride ran from the unconsummated ceremony weeping. The best man had handed her a note; the groom was not coming. He couldn’t have told her before the guests arrived? Before she put on her gown and veil? Before her daddy walked her down the aisle? A track star, she was faster than anyone else. She ran until she could run...

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My jeep took over the driving today Heard his radio sing,”hip hip hooray!” How this happened I truly cannot say But he snatched my keys and drove away...

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the end of day shuts down the smell of rain at 5 o'clock with gusty winds and withered leaves under my feet newspapers whirling from empty parking lots broken plastic bins rolling a lonely dog in an alley I wake up in my rented room with dingy wallpaper coffee is what I need I toss my blanket and lay there thinking of a thousand awful images then sitting on...

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suddenly my world got dark and spun out of control thrust in the eye of the storm all i could see was you and how i would find my way back to your arms Submitted on March 14, 2025 to contest THRUST IN THE CENTRE OF TEH STORM, ALL I COULD SEE WAS YOU sponsored by ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON -...

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Out the window my dream go Escaped from the clutches of self Wandering the streets beggarly A holigan besmeared in slime and guts Where is my dream? Where is the world I hoped to see myself? Why is my world gray? Of what hope is me without my dream? So I wake by dawn. Armed with my knife and my gun. Out...

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She is all alone on the dirty streets downtown It’s starting to get cold as the sun is going down Will she have to spread her wings to make it through the night? Or sleep with one eye open and be prepared to fight? She was once somebody’s little girl; she used to laugh, she used to play Now she’s...

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In her bedroom, Shayla sits alone, Her drawings scattered, her heart turned to stone. She pulls off her glasses, a sigh escapes her lips, "My whole life," she murmurs, "a maze I've slipped." Her hair, a cascade of brown, falls to her shoulder's grace, She waves her hand, a yearning, a pleading space. For Charles, the one she loves, but he...

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You sighed... ... but none heard. You were angry, Met only with stares from innocent minds. ... Then you cried In the mystique of the night, Muffled sobs escaping to the horizon. You longed for the company of a muscled arm, More than sympathy from tale bearers....

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she plans her exit door opens dogs come in cat runs out and she's gone...

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A runaway S, hissed on and on, like the Orient Express. SSS Thought keyboard had gone off the rails or Howard Payne threatened a slow down. SSSSSS Grand discovery…kept my cool. The letter was stuck. It hissed SSSSSSSS I backed...

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I’m a ridiculous fool for loving you Go ahead and please run away like you always do All I say is true — what I go through Has a lot to do with you and your cruel ways too Perhaps, God has a plan for us two To stick together like super glue so true Perhaps, the Lord of Accord...

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The snowflakes fall and it is cold, and the bright Christmas lights flicker; the beauty outside I behold, as the snow falls colder, thicker. Walking I gaze at a window, the snowflakes fall and it is cold; I stand at a closed store window, and I curl up on the threshold. All I own in the bag I hold, I fall into a...

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The RunAway Hoveround She was on the Hoveround going to the garden She was quite agile and of mind sound Then suddenly the hoveround decided to seek new ground It would not stop when the hand feed was released It had a mind of its own It took the old woman to the creek Where she wasn't totally alone She was surrounded...

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