#flee poems on Hello Poetry

anon Sep 2018

bitter

drifting apart
like two sheets of ice
my love.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.
is it me?
am i the problem?
am i ever going to not be
alone?
i'm drowning.
i'm drowning and i can't see the light
that once was so bright.
i'm blinded by darkness
yet my eyes are open wide.
when did i become so bitter?
so jaded?
facing problems i've never faced before
has made me weary.
she is forgetting
me, our memories, everything.
i want to flee.
from this town, from this world
from life.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.

i've been struggling. i've never had a friend problem where i actually want to hold on to it. but its just not working out. this growing dislike towards her just keeps growing each day. i'm not depressed though this feeling of betrayal from friends, this feeling of drifting apart from someone i once thought was dear... it's..hard. and the worst part is she doesn't care. And now i don't too.

#drifting #relationship #friend #love #bitter #jaded #flee #escape #irrelevant #life

Tanay Aug 2018

Falling apart

Everything is falling apart,
It is too late to see.
No one is left to trust.

Crumbling into ashes and dust,
Lost in a meaningless sea.
Everything is falling apart.

Turn away if you must,
But it is too late flee.
No one is left to trust.

Fight for a fresh start,
If you are too blind to see.
Everything is falling apart.

Escapism is an art,
The world is too chaotic for me.
No one is left to trust.

Moisty eyes and a broken heart,
All I wish is to be free.
Everything is falling apart.
No one is left to trust.

Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018.
All Rights Reserved

Just a thought that I wanted to convey via words. Hope you like it. Happy reading!

#trust #apart #free #flee #sea #art #escapism #chaotic #ashes #dust

Cheyenne Jul 2018

Festering

I see the madness
Festering inside
I watch it unfolding
From where I reside
Not quite within
But not without
Just barely and torridly
Floating about

If I remain here
I'll be eaten alive
But if I flee
It'll eat me up inside

#fester #madness #fight #flee

Michellina Pierrena R Jun 2018

An evil in my Shangri-la

I plant an evil in my Shangri-la
he carried out a coup d'etat

He told me to leave
And I escape with glee
At that time, I'm so naive
To think he will save me

When I flee, I think I'm free
But in reality, I'm simply loose

The moment I realize,
What my evil has done
Everything had been overdue
My allies have gone
And my Shangri-la just left a name

#evil #shangrila #flee

David Abraham Apr 2018

RHYME

Once upon a time,
I taught myself to rhyme.

I would hum as I tried to climb,
and though the branches beneath my feet were hard,
from the ground by them I was barred,
and their marred bark seemed to melt into a part of me.

I taught myself to rhyme
when I lay awake at night,
and wished I could take flight.

04 20 2018

childhood home's tree & learning to rhyme

#run #flee #poetry #poem #rhyme #childhood #home #tree

Mary-Eliz Apr 2018

Poet's List

rainbows and rain
smudged windows on trains
singing and playing
dancing and swaying

forests, woodlands green and lush
passionate scenes that can make one blush

sighing and moaning
forgiving, atoning
heartbreak and sadness
sweetness and gladness

musical notes falling like leaves
swirling round and round autumn trees

seasons and changes
and wide-open ranges
smiles and laughter
the here and the after

skies cloudy, skies clear
tiny sailboats seen from the pier

ocean breeze, crashing waves
undersea caverns and caves
flying and falling
creeping and crawling

creatures that swim in the deep
ones that awake while we sleep

dreaming and hoping
struggling and coping
sun, moon and stars
lands that are far

nightmares, ungodly fears
cold blood, hot sweat, unstoppable tears

lightning and thunder
the above and the under
soaring and hovering
healing, recovering

creeks, lakes and seas
dark prisons without any keys

chains and locks
deep rivers, smooth rocks
reality, fantasy
wanting to flee

we write it all down
we write it all here
it makes us feel better
it makes us feel freer

#poetry #topics #write #reality #fantasy #nightmares #fears #recovering #flee #healing

Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017

Sadistic enamorment of dying gleam

Hopeless endeavour.

The desecration of vitality,
Melancholy entices the pond of hope, repelling golden shimmering.

Infernal tendrils bringing insight to carress in snide
Dug its sharp elongated thorns inside, mending its stride
Gently encompass its roots around the mask,
The concrete veil that shone brightly in false atonement.

Expulsion from the realm of gold, sent astray for an eternity;
Such naïve, brazen happiness, ignorant of the caveats
The mere playground of unbridled mania quarantined.

Faux manifestations of an illusory smile,
For the horizon cast mere wisps of blight,
Rejecting heartbeat of rays gone awry.

They smirk as they watch you flee.

30/12

eternity flee happiness heartbeat hopeless insight melancholy playground smile vitality

#eternity #flee #happiness #heartbeat #hopeless #insight #melancholy #playground #smile #vitality

Mark Wanless Nov 2017

Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend III

"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend III"

There was shock when the thought, I am but one
Of many, started to crystallize. Fear
And a great loneliness pierced me. So near
A death of self bore down upon me I broke
My spirit in an effort to escape. None
Of all I knew could comfort, an earnest tear
Frightened them. Brought back to awareness their
Own dripping wounds which they fought to ignore.
Running from pain, such a useless, normal
Occurrence. Kills often. In many hidden
Ways we flee what we wish did not exist, all
For naught, such journeys are circular. But when
A crushing truth grabs you and shakes you until
The whole universe is spinning, what then?

#shock #fear #death #self #flee

Juniper Phillips Oct 2017

Uncertainty

My heart fills with joy.
My mind fills with uncertainty.
Uncertainty with life,
Uncertainty with myself,
Uncertainty with the joy in my heart.
I want the joy but my mind questions it.
It wonders how to get it.
It can't figure out how to get the true joy.
My mind gets stuck with the imitation.
But one day, I hope the imitation will flee and my heart and mind can be free of uncertainty.

#mind #joy #heart #stuck #flee #questions #myself #free