Short Incarcerate Poems

Courts can free
or incarcerate the body--
we are subjects of laws,
both legislated
and those self imposed:

"Faith" is a double-edged sword--
it may work fine in heaven 
but fails miserably when it comes
to politicians....

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My immortal soul I asked:

" Why have you chosen to incarcerate yourself within the walls of perishable flesh?"

" ...for to witness the thrills of temporarily.." was her surprising reply!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
   17 February 2018...

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Ocean lights cigarette
Puffs mouthful smoke towards mountain
Tobacco clouds incarcerate the mountain
Later on....
Mountain coughs
Its skins are uprooted
Displaying crystal clear
Cancer-laminated
Black lungs of mountain
Dear buddy
I beg sorry
I don't wanna be another mountain...

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My thoughts you dictate,
I can't do enough to escape,
It's like my whole soul you've raped,
Turning me into someone I hate.
  I ing hate you,
I can't shake you,
How can you elate me
When all you did was berate me,
 You had to dominate,
Using your love to intoxicate,
For you to manipulate me,
Incarcerate me
 Now all I do is medicate,...

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You Have Taken Me
All Of Me
You Let No One Else In
You Have Loved Me
All Of Me
You Are All I Need

You Steal Me
Every Single Part Of Me
You Capture Me
Helpless, I Can't Resist
Quench Me
My Heart You Torched Indeed

You Incarcerate Me
In A Lockdown, No Escaping
You Enthrall Me
And Keep My Blazing Heart In Plea
And Every Evening, Your Majesty
I Will Be There, Your Shining Armor Prince...

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Penguin gave a hearty shout!
At last his girlfriend was out!
She must have had a bit of clout.
Or the judge had some kind of doubt.

Anyway, penguin thought, do not flout
The fact that you are now out, out, out
For the court could still go another route
And incarcerate you with another lout.

Penguin’s girl was a wee bit stout
She had gotten out but not without a pout
Jail is not something that she doth spout
But she is thrilled to be out out out...

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The most beautiful morning I have ever witnessed. 
Mesmerising expanse of cumulonimbus clouds. 




Pull me up there. 
Keep me alive or make me dead. 
I want to fly up in the air.

Misty clouds plunking down from the celestial dome. 
Oh! gravity is losing its control.

I want to glide through the clouds, evanesces and shines.
Pull me out of this cage. 
Free me from this incarcerate.
I want to write on your grey slate. 
Let me come up,  let me gyrate....

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