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Gh0ski3 Nov 1
Finally caught.
With nowhere to go,
at all
nothing
all for
suffering
As I'm
locked in this cell
It's so cold here
And
They're haunting me
The playback of my bad decisions
Blinded by
Flashing lights,
I can't see
Now that I'm stuck,
Horror
Overpowers
Regret
As
My breathing grows heavy
I can't leave.
I realize
My chest
it begins to ache
Then
People surround me
And I can't keep running anymore
I've lost my will to go on.
But...
I know it,
There's a sliver of a chance
For me
Because
I ran
To freedom
Slipping my way
Through the holes in this net,
Threaded by a fading future
As I broke down these walls
I chase that high
At full force
My heart pumps
like a madman
And then I'm finally free...
My rusted chains are broken,
Shattered at my feet
The adrenaline whisks me to action
As I escape
I can feel it
The touch of freedom is so rewarding
Peace
Finally,
Peace
I saw someone on here do this before where they made a poem with different perspectives that you can read backwards. Though, I'm still an amateur at this so it's not as good as I'd like it to be
hannah Feb 2020
The heavy weight pressed against my chest as I stumble over the words.
Falling on my face has become inevitable but yet I still hope you will catch me.
Traveler Nov 2019
I posses a lust
For things I know
Should never ever be
I hide these feeling
Beneath my smile
As my shameful
Demons flee

I'm sure at this time
You have your doubts
That's why
I wouldn't ever
Want to be found out

  Unlike the man
In the trench coat
I take a completely
Different approach
And so...
This is all that
I'll expose
A shadow of
My lustful soul
.............................
Traveler Tim

It was just a creative rhyme
Yet I get that look
Every time!!!
allison Feb 2019
Universally
noticing
shocking
apprehension
from
everyone
read the first letter of each line
Toxic yeti Dec 2018
These flashbacks
Of an old life
In a mountainous land
Where I was in love
Cause discomfort
How can I love anyone
Other then my parents.

These dreams
I have of the old times
With my monk lover
Freaks me out
Causing distress
How can I have a lover.

These tantric urges
I developed
Disturbed me
Because I
Thought
I wasn’t that kind of girl.
Uta Jun 2018
Cold night,

swift breeze,

she was shining like a bright diamond beneath the moonlight sky,

her skin was pale and soft,

Her eyes blue, secretive and true,

an elf she was,

fairest, wisest and most powerful of all beings that walk the Earth,

and yet a creature so beautiful and so wise,

fell in love,

with a man,

a mortal,

of which was a shocking decision for others,

but a right one for her.
Comment and tell me what you think!

A very short loving tale between a she-elf and a man.
Shadow Dragon Jun 2018
Boredom can cause you to do
horrible,
  dreadful,
    frightful,
     shocking,
       terrible
         things.

That causes hair-raising
and spine-chilling thoughts
to appear in your mind.
Yet they never seem to hurt the bee,
only the bird.
she slapped me
off her
pedistool

he trapped breathe
blocked blurr
read miss
pools



what what
watts
?













...
..
.
how
...
..
.
Sequel to my poem A Mourner's tale

Her days turned darkness, as evil taunted her soul
Shattered she stood as the night fought her
Harrowing it was when time stood still
Fearful it were when he held her down
as he took away her reason to smile again
In a journey of ten minutes he took away her dreams alongside her innocence

There was no morning too bright to elude this darkest plight
There was no one to hold her again
No reason to smile
No light too bright

And then

I say

It was blinding how the sun pierced into her damaged soul
And when night came, she could not feel,
She could not see


It was shattering
It was shattering how pieces of her couldn't be mended again
And how these pieces spread beyond her life
It was shocking


It was shocking how her own mind questioned her existence
And how she lived through life, existing, but not living
It was monstrous*

It was monstrous how men could damage a flower so pure and beautiful
And how they go on damaging more flowers,
Crushing them and eluding them all of their innocence
It was blackening
Copyright professor Marylyn-Dolly
All rights reserved.
Keyana Brown Aug 2016
She was the girl that wanted to be
loved so badly and risk it all.

She was the girl that lost herself
to lust as her fragile heart falls.

She was the girl, that was trapped inside
the darkness and couldn't see the light.

She was that girl, who saw herself as a villain:
isolated, depressed,possessed, and pure hatred.

Something wasn't right...

She was also the girl, who caused the storm
to look after her when nobody was around.

She was the girl, who was such a fool
to invite temptation into this town.

Boom
The hurricane is coming...

She was then struct by lightning
and the darkness began moving.

She then found her inner peace
and she's finally set free.

She first started out as Ella;
bounded, afflicted, and loss.

Her name is now...
*Electricia.
Another superhero that I came up with.
I think this might be better than the "Pather" poem.
Let me know what you guys think. ;)
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