#exit poems on Hello Poetry

KB Feb 2017

the sun and the moon and all of the dust between the height of your wings, they used to be full of flight but now I can touch the ice of orange rays and the red of dented craters beneath the pads of my ever fumbling fingers and it gives off a smoke in my stomach that even bullet exit wounds don't leave behind. i'm craving fizzy drinks again to numb out the stars in my eyes that won't stop constellating the white hope in your burning palms, have you been climbing blue fences again? the night doesn't tire often but the last comet that flew by last January the 7th looked exhausted and it had something to do with the way you blinked away fire from the moments you forgot to count

#sun #moon #summer #constellations #smoke #solar #system #moments #sand #exit

K G Dec 2016

Cujo With A Box Written "Our Exit" On His Head

1
In the night they'll find you all alone
The hounds are restless, trembling as they breathe
Roll up the window, here's cujo crawling in
- 2
He writes 666 on the beach's sand
The cracked rungs, send them off to cast
Splintered soles will never pull them back

KG

#life #soul #exit #dogs #666 #hounds #cujo

Audrey Maday Nov 2016

Exit Rows

I spend my life in exit rows
Ready to pull the door at moments notice
And escape

#love #heartbreak #sad #heart #pain #hurt #escape #travel #exit #plane

Isabelle Jun 2016

Exit (Haiku)

I entered a room
But surprised to find out that
There is no exit

Trapped inside. Could not escape. There is only one way, there is no turning back..

#haiku #exit

PFL Jun 2016

Entries & Exits

enter into the Infinite challenges of sorrows and Joys
this divine chaos: Life,
why would we desire more than this?
Transcending truth becomes Consciousness,
Creates Grace forming a Soul’s
Organic Divinity identity.
All Beings are the God presence of Life.
this Universe,so vastly undefined and impersonal,
yet so intimately known to our Divinity’s
Intentions, assigned within every detail
making every Action matter.
Exiting in and throughout the beyond.
PFL

#exit #enter

Mary Alexander Mar 2016

Petty Issues

It frightens me
How much time we spend
Focusing on what doesn't matter.
The petty issues that flood my generation.
They all seem to be swimming in the waves.
Fully absorbed in their "pain" and "troubles".
But I am drowning.
Because I'm tired of hearing about
Fashion.
I'm tired of little children crying over
"Love".
I'm tired of all of the self absorbed people in my world.
And soon, I'll gracefully exit.

Sorry for all the venting free verse.

#love #friends #drowning #tired #exit

sequoi eley Mar 2016

EXIT

Exit
a way to get out
only for those that believe
And those that see

#follow #exit #exitsign #sequoieley

JoJo Pantoja Feb 2016

At the Exit

Just when i thought the person i saw at the blurry exit was going to help me out….
I know its another girl…
I started walking a little faster…
Been yelling back & forth having conversations…
She wasn’t so happy to be in this fog either…
She said she started to feel comfortable because i was there…
I haven’t reached her yet but
She tells me shes leaving…
We both got sad..
im still walking to her…
We just found each other
& Now shes leaving..
It makes me sad because i thought she would help me out & we could have a chance to be best friends & maybe end up together…
I want her to stay…
She does wanna leave
but
she doesn’t wanna leave
because of me…
i want her to stay ….
She starts walking away slowly from the exit…
I keep walking to the exit watching her walk off in this fog….
my face drops….
walking slow again…
watching her disappear
out of here….

#sad #writing #personal #exit #oldpoem

Peter Robert Hamilton Dec 2015

Room Full

A room full of women and i'm the only male, should have a minor detail that entails
Last one to enter the room and the last one to exit
Different locations-principal stays the same.
Between airplane bathrooms and transits
The woman must be the first one that exits.
Any woman apologizing when you wait for them to leave first is not around the right men.

Just my take on the whole thing.

#first #poem #poetry #life #women #room #exit #full #ladies

Walter W Hoelbling Mar 2015

solitary heights

from the crevices of thought
have grown naked ribs of rocks
shaping into mountain cliffs
on whose peaks thick clouds are wrought

there I stand  shivering
   on drizzling heights
strain mine eyes to find some lights
so I see
     and not miss
steps that lead from the abyss

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#despair #exit