Trapped Poems

Trapped in a Bubble

Hare trapped in a bubble,
Too pained by the capture;
Yet chews its last supper.
Even joy precedes pains—
    stop your stare,
    dare to help.
    Though I err,
    spare some love,
    wipe my tear.

Trapped In Your Event Horizon

black    hole    lover 

you are 

and I, 

a prisoner in your event horizon

an astral point of no return

trapped in perpetuum-

two captive hearts

wildly beating

                          

Trapped Breath

Written: August 07, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Mark Toney

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Corset of steel tightens—ratified pain,  
Vestigial breath trapped in ischemia thrall.  
The ductile hope failed to placate  
This Pyrrhic ache, this woebegone gall.

A sojourn in the squalor of soul,  
Where sylphlike dreams

Trapped

I’m a rat trapped in a cage. Spinning my wheel round & round forever. The days don’t start & the days don’t end. I just exist & at the same time I don’t. It makes me wonder if phantoms are real & if they are is this how they feel? Like they’re floating outside reality.

Trapped, Sat, Shaking

I was so high I don't recall being high
I sat in the basement waiting to come down
I hung with a friend, hung with, who was that boy
We waited in the bar while he waited for the bus

I called my gran, my safeguard, she knew something was up
Something is wrong, something isnae quite right
I found out

Pandora’s Box

You are a prisoner of your own mind,
Chained within a cell,
That binds your thoughts,
And conceals your head.

Fragile, hidden, perfectly eclipsed,
Your mind lacks the fortitude,
It needs to be left in.

You speak without pride.
Without light, without voice.
Your words lack connotation,
The way your mind lacks grace.

In sorrow, in numb,
You are all you did not want.

So, you remain in

Life is short

Life is short they say
So you better make the most of it
But what happens When that's not the case for everyone 
Where there are some 
Who are constantly changing freedom
Whilst simultaneously hiding in the shadows 
Hoping to see tomorrow 

So how can one live life to the fullest 
When the odds are stacked against you
But

The prison he calls home

His mind was an abyss
Of emotions 
And endless questions 
Of the world around him

He wasn't much of a speaker
But he was definitely a thinker
His mind was a safe place
Where he could speak freely 
Without being harmed

He hated the outside world 
He was scared if he stepped outside
He was afraid the racists might strike
So instead he

In a room with four walls, where light dies like a trapped butterfly

In a room with four walls, where light dies like a trapped butterfly,
stands a mirror, a glass doll, with silver lashes that lie beautifully,
it whispers to me that I am enough, that my shadow dances, that I am not lost,
with sweet words, poisoned honey, telling me I have purpose, that I'm not behind,
that the world

Deep within me, I feel inertia as a slow dance of stars trapped in their own light

Deep within me, I feel inertia as a slow dance of stars trapped in their own light,
A Higgs field enveloping my soul like a heavy cloak of particles and burdened dreams,
This terrain of life keeps me from falling into the core of uncertainty,
Preserving me from becoming ash, an echo of an existence passed through the

I Want To Tell You, But

There’s a hell of a lot going on inside my mind
I wish I could tell you everything
The way you
always used to listen.

I wish I could run to you and share all of it
From my tiniest wins to my biggest falls
I’m dying to hear just one line from you:
“Say... I’m listening.”

All these unsaid words
They’re building up

Sometimes I feel trapped in the inescapable web woven from all the moments we spent together

Sometimes I feel trapped in the inescapable web woven from all the moments we spent together,
I wonder if there's a way to return to those times lost in the abyss of memory,
I think about whether, if I had listened more closely to my inner voice, feeling the ground tremble,
I could have sensed the lava boiling

Freedom is a bird with broken wings in the modern world, trapped in invisible cages of indifference

Freedom is a bird with broken wings in the modern world, trapped in invisible cages of indifference,
Reflecting destiny as a silent shadow, the immutable aspects of existence embrace us with cold arms,
Death, an artist of limits, carves the boundaries of our lives with the chisel of relentless time,
Each human being becomes a prisoner in their

Trapped by twisting strings

We are not trapped by iron bars ~ but by vibrating strings in a play

Stars, atoms, creatures and time itself are string figures still quivering 
Ten heavens are trapped together by these unseen strings still weaving 
All between the innumerable fingers of Saklas, still twisting 


(Inspired by the scientific hypothesis of string theory, which states

Trapped in Words

In the airport, there’s nothing to do. 
But they’re taking off at once.
I didn’t decide to. 
The luggage just appeared. 
My feet almost got chewed off. 
But I started my poem just in time. 
I decided to feel the vibes of the day.
But then a bee flew by and I forgot.
You should write things. 
Sometimes

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