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Maniacal Escape
30/M/lancashire    If it sounds insane, it probably is. Abstract writing. Maniacal thoughts. Read between the lines, dance along the lines, snort the lines if you want …
ConstantEscape
escaping reality    figure me out.

Poems

aebrellim  Feb 2016
The World
aebrellim Feb 2016
I find it scary how there is no escape,
There is no escape from ignorance,
There is no escape from arrogance,
There is no escape from being judged,
There is no escape from racism,
There is no escape from sexism,
There is no escape from homophobia,
There is no escape from cruelty,
There is no escape from heartbreaks,
There is no escape from disappointment,
There is no escape from failure,
There is no escape from fear,
There is no escape from hatred,
There is no escape from war,
There is no escape from reality,
              NO ESCAPE FROM LIFE.
Aina  Nov 2019
Escape, Escape
Aina Nov 2019
I run
Dark, shadowy
Escape, Escape

I know I can’t
they will always find me
Escape, Escape

I look back
Remembering what was done
Escape, Escape

Knowing is the worst part
I can only think
Escape, Escape

Remembering hurts
Knowing I will never be that person again
Escape, Escape

I remember the pain and suffering it caused
All I think is
Escape, Escape
For they are me and I am them.
Villanelle
Glenn Currier  May 2019
Escape
Glenn Currier May 2019
dings and whistles from the slot alert him escape -
sit before my image enter its wild wolf canyon escape

winding road in lofty forest landscape
beckon her - leave him for my green escape

triple x signs promise writhing bodies
heavy breathing and dark dank escape

the flute lay still of the silent table sparkling
sweet melodic memories of fingered escape

the frothy surging surf traces the seam of the sea -
bathe in my *****, wrap your self in my fluid escape

locked door soft light from below no sounds
inside creative energy sparks a poetic escape

on the placid lake he casts his hopes
awaits the tug - he and his prey escape

she stands eyes closed, smiling face turned upward
feels the breeze in her hair thanks God for this sweet escape

he runs in the field of goldenrod tears stream
and he screams a desperate entreaty for escape

the sylvan spirits flown from the mountain trees
into the green glen whisper as angels - escape!
Author’s Note: This is my first modest attempt at writing in the Ghazal poetic form.  Thanks to poet Rob Kistner whom  I met on HelloPoetry.com for the inspiration for this poem.  Rob is an extraordinary talent who writes with a free yet disciplined artistic brush.  This is the URL for his poetry on that website:  https://hellopoetry.com/Artheo/