"escap" poems
I feel your love,
Yet your marksmanship is poor,
For towards me your love aims not.
Your intentions aimed elsewhere.
A past lover.
And I am not he.
Malicious Misery pushed you too far.
Too far this time.
Your life is precious to me,
Yet a treasure you seek not.
It dwindles within these machines,
Like a strand of seaweed.
Being crashed upon by the waves,
Of this poison you endowed yourself with.
Much a tragedy this is.
Yet not that of Shakespeare.
No, this much too real,
To take a form of fictitious imaginings.
This, much more complicated,
Than a Shakespearean masterpiece.
For if so,
Your love would be aimed at I.
But it is not,
And in resent, I mourn this tragedy.
Yet, I must let love,
Travel upon its everso hellbound path.
My eyes lie upon thee,
And my heart within the feeble hand of yours.
Yet your mind lies elsewhere,
And your desires lie with your mind.
Upon he.
The one currently at your arms reach.
The one at your desires demand.
The one you truly love.
I must not resent this,
For love hath struck thee as it struck I.
And Cupid's arrow hath stuck he as well.
I can see it in his sorrowful stare.
He loves you in a way that I cannot.
A consentful love.
For I am just a scapegoat.
Temporary.
Well now you've quenched your desire.
You've acquired what you sought.
Love of he.
(And I, for whatever its worth.)
His love is a precious gold,
And mine a mere coal.
Black, unwanted.
Only able to provide temporary warmth.
Pardon me for obstructing.
Love hath stolen my precious vision,
And wandered, I,
Into the meadow in which you hunt.
As a poor marksman,
Thou cast thine arrow of love upon me,
And realized I am but a scapegoat,
When the white stag is what you seek.
Once before,
you lined him in your sights.
But evasive is this mystical creature.
And once, he escap'd.
If your life so solidifies,
I shall replinish my vision,
Banish my love,
And obstruct thee no more.
Instead,
I must prosper in silence and patience.
Shun my hearts desires,
And let thee hunt.
I apologize for my inconvenience.
I shall groom each of your horses,
So that you may ride into,
The meadow of love together.
Hence, beware of hunters,
And wandering creatures.
Teach thine unsteady hand,
And this time...
Don't miss.
Nov 9, 2012
Nov 9, 2012 at 4:19 AM UTC
All-Conquering Death! by thy resistless pow’r,
Hope’s tow’ring plumage falls to rise no more!
Of scenes terrestrial how the glories fly,
Forget their splendors, and submit to die!
Who ere escap’d thee, but the saint of old
Beyond the flood in sacred annals told,
And the great sage, whom fiery coursers drew
To heav’n’s bright portals from Elisha’s view;
Wond’ring he gaz’d at the refulgent car,
Then snatch’d the mantle floating on the air.
From Death these only could exemption boast,
And without dying gain’d th’ immortal coast.
Not falling millions sate the tyrant’s mind,
Nor can the victor’s progress be confin’d.
But cease thy strife with Death, fond Nature, cease:
He leads the virtuous to the realms of peace;
His to conduct to the immortal plains,
Where heav’n’s Supreme in bliss and glory reigns.
There sits, illustrious Sir, thy beauteous spouse;
A gem-blaz’d circle beaming on her brows.
Hail’d with acclaim among the heav’nly choirs,
Her soul new-kindling with seraphic fires,
To notes divine she tunes the vocal strings,
While heav’n’s high concave with the music rings.
Virtue’s rewards can mortal pencil paint?
No—all descriptive arts, and eloquence are faint;
Nor canst thou, Oliver, assent refuse
To heav’nly tidings from the Afric muse.
As soon may change thy laws, eternal fate,
As the saint miss the glories I relate;
Or her Benevolence forgotten lie,
Which wip’d the trick’ling tear from Misry’s eye.
Whene’er the adverse winds were known to blow,
When loss to loss ensu’d, and woe to woe,
Calm and serene beneath her father’s hand
She sat resign’d to the divine command.
No longer then, great Sir, her death deplore,
And let us hear the mournful sigh no more,
Restrain the sorrow streaming from thine eye,
Be all thy future moments crown’d with joy!
Nor let thy wishes be to earth confin’d,
But soaring high pursue th’ unbodied mind.
Forgive the muse, forgive th’ advent’rous lays,
That fain thy soul to heav’nly scenes would raise.
2k
playing every little game getting your hoodie pulled up. messing around. playing ***** pranks tourching me. when i try running she is allways in the corner following you day and night. im lossing my mind i cant escape her claws that dig slowly deeper as she poles me down to the empty grave.im losing my mind i might be going insaine to the biggest part of the deepest hell. what is left there aint no where to run or hid cause she always knows where my next location is. this psych ***** has taken my life in to her own paranoya game she smuthered me till i can scream no more. every road i cant take cause shell drag with my claws dragging behind. this ****** ***** is making me go insaine with lossing control tearing up the floor. theres no escape from her grasp i think this is the day i know she will end my life
im going to snap from the claw marks that left ripps down my back!!
how many times have i ran idk cause this ******* crap has no road to meaning. i am running from a ****** ***** who cant get her little crush off me.
no place ti hide no place to speak
**** **** **** i cant escap from my ****** ex girl
but there is allways light at the end of the tunnel with a chance to survive
her mom told me her wall is covered in pictures of me in her closet more and more pictures she took with her phone. i dont know how to escape to the next town cause she is a shadow with a messed up twist she has t shirts and pants and every thing with my picture and name on it.
when she is at school she hands out patitions to get us back to gather.
im gone mad less every thing is she cant let go of me cause she is only attrakted to the freaky **** of me theres no escape AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
One day I was wondering by
Was feeling like I could just cry
I looked at my hands
They shook from the glands
And a tear then escap-ed my eye
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
Ne'er say never, be ready
Listen, and don't speak,
Dance, my dear, and leap
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
I steadied them as I thought
My tears, I put back and fought
Whispered to myself
My fears on a shelf
Steady hands, dear, steady hands
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
Ne'er say never, be ready
Listen and don't speak
Dance, my dear and leap
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
I speak of experience
Worse luck I have not had since
Put on a brave face
Finish today's race
And tomorrow start it again
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
Ne'er say never, be ready
Listen and don't speak
Dance, my dear, and leap
Steady hands, dear, hands steady
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
I find myself surrounded by it.
Why everyone is following such an aspect...
A generation full of briliance,
Yet it follows ignorance...
I am mesmerized by it..
How can a mind be destroyed by such a vice?
I used to think alchohol was an escap...
But i can comprehend now how vulnerable we are...
Questions with no answer..
Knowledge of nothing,
we cry for help
Yet we deny it...
We love ourselves enough to hate everyone...
A generation blessed with briliance
Yet cursed with ignorance.
Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 3:15 PM UTC
The screams I hear of dead soldiers trying to escap ther toumb of the deep knocking and distance explosions of the echoes of the past the fire of hell was droped thousands of lives lost into a distant scream voices heard help help as crews raced to free the souls of the dead tears will start to slowly overflow when you know the fight will never end the dead scream and cry for there loves as time sealed them into a watery grave the last few mins was the prayer of our loard and savior to lift there souls to heaven the dead scream in distance years as you look at the us Arizona
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
I am loosing controll spinning around the room fighting memories that just bring the pain take a stronger dose all you see is the world crumbling around you i am so vary lost no right way no path i should take i need love i dont want to be alone my mind exploseds with flashes of memories i cant escape i keep running threw the emotions like they are just delicat flowers. Everything around me slowly fades as i walk alone in this aginizing pain there is no sunshine just darkness the cemetery has wolves ripping up the graves creating my own bed of inturnal sleep like snow white just give md the kiss of life bring me back to life bc i will just keep dying every time memoris will break. No escap no air to breath the drugs are getting stronger finding peace with a world with no way to run or hid just keep finding all your deamsn that tourcher you threw life every mistake another drag loosing control with how high you get saddly theres isnt anyway to fight pain its better just to go threw it and fight your way threw the pain i need your love i need you higs give me the kiss bring me back to life
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC