#convict - Hello Poetry

The child with the world in his hands, has become the convict with the world on his mind. Looking at life through the eyes of others, serenaded by the reality that one day he will be released

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Nov 17, 2025

Nov 17, 2025 at 8:47 AM UTC

Toni_tone

I shall

The child with the world in his hands, has become the convict with the world on his mind. Looking at life through the eyes of others, serenaded by the reality that one day he will be released

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The day of my release I walked the streets Seeing the sky and the grass under my feet It was weird, I was free But not free from my memories- They flee, The people I once knew, Can't look me in the eye They know what I did, But so do I, because everyday I relive- All the things that haunt me Every day's a clock, with no hands Each minute strikes the soul like a match How am I supposed to relive- Relearn to live The cars and the people The dog on the corner, He barks like crazy But nothing will be as crazy as the thought Maybe I want to go back to- What was once my living doom I was told to get a job But right now crossing the street- Feels like my head will pop All the honks and the shouts Who knew the world could be so loud In confinement it was quiet Because a noise too loud, Could trigger a guard, Beating us until, the lights went out- Showers and meals were on a schedule, Now I have to decide for myself And still I manage I cross the street- Not trying to vanish- In my internal defeat.

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Jul 17, 2025

Jul 17, 2025 at 10:39 AM UTC

Nosy

Huntsville highway

The day of my release I walked the streets Seeing the sky and the grass under my feet It was weird, I was free But not free from my memories- They flee, The people I once knew, Can't look me in the eye They know what I did, But so do I, because everyday I relive- All the things that haunt me Every day's a clock, with no hands Each minute strikes the soul like a match How am I supposed to relive- Relearn to live The cars and the people The dog on the corner, He barks like crazy But nothing will be as crazy as the thought Maybe I want to go back to- What was once my living doom I was told to get a job But right now crossing the street- Feels like my head will pop All the honks and the shouts Who knew the world could be so loud In confinement it was quiet Because a noise too loud, Could trigger a guard, Beating us until, the lights went out- Showers and meals were on a schedule, Now I have to decide for myself And still I manage I cross the street- Not trying to vanish- In my internal defeat.

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*** We both performed the same Deeds Committed the same Crime Thus our Sins were also same I was caught Red-Handed You managed to Escape My Bad-Luck Your Good-Luck Only I was Prosecuted I was made Accused At last, I was convicted Now I am facing the Punishment You are free to enjoy the Life Also free to commit a new Crime I know my act was illegal I know your act was also illegal You also know, your act was illegal ***

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Jan 17, 2019

Jan 17, 2019 at 10:06 AM UTC

shivppal

Sinner

*** We both performed the same Deeds Committed the same Crime Thus our Sins were also same I was caught Red-Handed You managed to Escape My Bad-Luck Your Good-Luck Only I was Prosecuted I was made Accused At last, I was convicted Now I am facing the Punishment You are free to enjoy the Life Also free to commit a new Crime I know my act was illegal I know your act was also illegal You also know, your act was illegal ***

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Evicted due to his past, for a time he was convicted conceited were words spoken, as words repeated Lost in the moment, this had come with a cost. Now he walked out, one thought of why and how, Spoken were words to a neighbour, a look now broken. He motioned her with a nod seeing no emotion The past was a moment his dreams now gashed hollow thoughts his companion, this so hard to swallow.

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Jun 20, 2016

Jun 20, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC

poetic-t

Trappings Of A Past

Evicted due to his past, for a time he was convicted conceited were words spoken, as words repeated Lost in the moment, this had come with a cost. Now he walked out, one thought of why and how, Spoken were words to a neighbour, a look now broken. He motioned her with a nod seeing no emotion The past was a moment his dreams now gashed hollow thoughts his companion, this so hard to swallow.

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You can see it in their breath Thumos Persuade words Relayed souls Believe inside Faith does reside Whose ears to hear Let listen let learn Burden again Salvation will win

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Sep 18, 2015

Sep 18, 2015 at 4:55 AM UTC

austin-d-woodruff

Holy Spirit

You can see it in their breath Thumos Persuade words Relayed souls Believe inside Faith does reside Whose ears to hear Let listen let learn Burden again Salvation will win

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