Short Kidnapping Poems

There was a kidnapping on a school bus, 
But it was really fine for he woke up....

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He said he was on quite a spree.
I asked what his next crime would be.
   I meant it in jest,
   As you’ve probably guessed,
But he took me literally....

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South Africa is inundated with a problem
Kidnapping, baffled with an emblem

Months passed and devastation still lasts
In the minds and bodies of the casts...

Prayers can help
All the time, we need not yelp...

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Leaving them hopeless
Breaking their spirit
animals sometimes
humans other times
puts them in cages
torments their souls
soulless monsters
imprisoning
setting a trap
capturing
enslaving
kidnapping
tricking
snaring
hunt...

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WHO was the dastard - Moriarty again?
WHAT was the reason for kidnapping Watson, my friend?
WHEN did Moriarty strike?
WHERE could Watson be?
WHY is Moriarty always instigating dastardly deeds?



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Seventh Place...

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Rock
Collect
Found red one
Smooth, speckled, cool
Lying in a rock bed, with friends
Scooped you up, looked both ways, saw no one, I kidnapped you.
Waiting for the rock police, your friends, and relatives to put me in chains, valid arrest....

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Censorship is justified when a writer is promoting hurting kidnapping, killing, raping enslaving, tormenting, torturing or violating another human being or doing something else to endanger another person's right to the pursuit of health, happiness, and a comfortable, loving life....

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dilemma would be
watching MSNBC 
hope they heard our plea

when message would send
kidnapping deadline extend
safely reach an end

would read on label
eat safely should be able
when food on table

when school complete
hope that they would save a seat
at a place to eat...

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News Headlines:  Rude Becky, Iris, and Lily abducted....kidnapping!!

Mercy upon my soul....buried alive rude Becky, Iris and Lily
Never shall my sin be found as long as their feet stay planted
Their sin is an age old calamity.... being too beautiful!

Keep my secret....if you know
Lethal injection is not the way to go!!...

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Pretty young lady using
t-shirt written UGLY PRO,
is at risk of kidnapping ...

Bearing Man T-Shirt
with target drawing and writing
SHOOTING, is at risk of
be targeted ...

Who wears a shirt
portrait of UNCLE SAM, run
risk of being summoned by
american army for
being a volunteer soldier in Iraq ...
That was in other times ......

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Numerous nights of waking up in the shakes
nightmares so real they exist even after the dream stops. 
Arms holding onto my collapsed frame
keeping my body still in place, incapable of movement.
Darkest was all that became of my soul
forever in between two places but never in both.

I was a prisoner held captive by my mind
a once forceful kidnapping became a willing victim....

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I wish I could have taken the sadness from her eyes
But it looked pretty permanent.
She was only three
Had no idea she was delightful.

I wish I could have moved her with me across three states.
But it would have been kidnapping
And she was a child
And I a teacher

So I moved away
Always haunted by her asking me
Can I be your little girl?
Never forgetting that in forty years....

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Creeps I call them

Kidnapping our innocent children

Predators lurking with no conscience

Victimizing our little ones

As servants and slaves

Their privacy is violated

By these disturbed human beings

Parents continue to hang onto hope

And God's amazing grace

Their child will be found

As they hold on to their faith

Never knowing if their child

Will come home to stay...

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As I contemplate over the years
I"m grateful for the sadness and tears.

       My beloveth mom and dad were gone,
I felt so all alone.

        The kidnapping and deceit that tried,
to rob me of my sleep,

         Then You came along so I thought,
however, I was wrong.

          I was'nt really alone, I just didn"t,
realize within You I was at home.

          I'm older and more mature now,
I never died, because of You, I survived...

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I have avoided my friends for a month
Choosing myself in every way, 
I have focused on the best of myself,
My creative, fun-loving, happy side.
Doing what I want
When I want
In my own way
Without suggestions or compromise
The wants of others not entering into my plans
In the least
Not kidnapping me
Or enticing me
Or changing my path
I have been gloriously selfish
For a month
Free to be 
Completely, utterly 
Do whatever you want me
Life is grand!...

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That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don’t you concede to the fraud ?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean sweep of a meteorite
long back, millions of years. Now,
present ones, tiny reptiles

still survivng in water, air and
earth by active faults.
The  great Indian Bustard was again
sighted in a poor man’s field.

Are you a moon friendly ?
I am dispossessing all my domestic clouds.



Satish Verma...

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That kind of kiss and runoff.
Why don’t you concede to the fraud ?
It was a haunted dilemma,
kidnapping of a verdict.

Dinosaurs were wiped out
by a clean sweep of a meteorite
long back, millions of years. Now,
present ones, tiny reptiles

still survivng in water, air and
earth by active faults.
The  great Indian Bustard was again
sighted in a poor man’s field.

Are you a moon friendly ?
I am dispossessing all my domestic clouds.



Satish Verma...

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I sail on an ocean of custard and jam,

Aboard a ship made of biscuits and bread.

I am the sweet toothed pirate I am,

And clearly not right in the head.

Nebulous streams clouding my brain,

Give me some peculiar thoughts,

I wear a vest made of liquorice sticks,

And a pair of marzipan shorts.

With my motley crew of gingerbread men,

Who are armed to the teeth with balloons,

We go round the world, kidnapping cakes,

While we gorge on sweet macaroons....

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THE CAGED BIRDS
When the twilight falls
with light of clumsy fish
in a shallow stream
rain flows with raging winds
*YOUNG POET*

Living oppressed like an aged cloth
hang under the spicy sun
singing song of lamentation to cool down
their burning nerves
*YOUNG POETESS*

They hiss
like a wounded ororo snake
chokes with vengeance
in orhere-land, curly and springy
it glistens in the dark
*YOUNG POET*

The world was discoloured
as their heart rending
*YOUNG POETESS*...

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