"imprisioned" poems
if i had a dream for you
a dream for anyone
anything
i'd catch it up
in my hands
kidnap it
from the air
keep it
to look at
when i'm sad
like a bitter
dandelion
i once imprisioned
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 3:06 PM UTC
Not living life to the fullest
Scared yet dying to rebel
Family first but fun not close to second
Who is really there for me?
Who out there values me for the person I am?
Scared of rejection yet rejecting everyone in sight
Jealousy is stronger than I am
I want you. Bad.
No strings attached would be ideal.
Why must I confine to these rules?
Who am I doing this for, I wonder
I dream of melting into the shores
just you me and mary
Not a care in the world, no one to please
Unfortunately this is a fight not worth fighting,
I'm sorry.
Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 5:21 PM UTC
Just as the sevenfold revelation
Finishes its great unraveling
It is burned to ash
Even as I think them
The words lose meaning
Revelations as delicate cobweb strands
If I could just put them down on paper
But by the time they are written
Have become
Trite, cheap, frivalous
Mere shadows of the first-thoughts
I wish I could draw it for you
It would not be a schematic
Or a biochemical roadmap of the mind
Not a diagram of a chambered heart
But an equation unsolvable
In fact it is hard to tell where the absolutes end
And the variables begin
It is a secret part kicking and tossing itself inside
Just begging to climb it's way out
Of the primape body in which it is imprisioned!
As the body casts the shadow
So does it cast it's shape on the darkness of eternity
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
dragging around a corpse
what's the purpose
to be like a porpoise
a blowhole to exhale
a mammal that failed to walk on land
a sponge to learn through osmosis
to be like coral
colorful and floral
with no morals but to be selfish and keep myself safe
to protect this landlocked corpse with no guidance, no purpose
but to use my blowhole orifice
cause im just a porpoise
MY MIND CANT SORT THIS
No sleep and im losing my mind
cause of this court case. Who let a dolphin in the courtroom
The Judge is a Lion Seal and he is jealous Im not endangered
the signatures are fudged and mister whale is angered
cause us mammals failed to walk on land
and the witnesses failed to take the stand
failed to say what was planned, bribed and now the orca is in the can.
Imprisioned by Seaworld for being a better porpoise with purpose
leaving us a trail of corpses floating along
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 8:15 PM UTC
Golden fish in aquarium
We can feel the joy
Looking at the way it swims
But how many of us feel
It was captured and imprisioned
It misses friends and family
Natures lovely love
Where it swam
Misses natural plants
Where it got food from
And finally became a lazy boy
Depending on food from others
It might be a "Golden" fish
But soon after became "Slavery" fish
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
Visions of the past
Devour my very soul
Hopes and dreams, now void
Forever, takes it's toll
Memories that were cherished
Fade away like mist
Promises of the future
Forever, now dismissed
Another broken smile
Takes it's rightful place
With tears of your rejection
That's streaming down my face
Forever, now entombed
With misery and pain
Reminders of what could have been
Never to be obtained
Imprisioned by my sorrow
Haunted by my past
A love that wasn't meant to be
Was destined not to last
Oct 8, 2010
Oct 8, 2010 at 9:35 AM UTC
Visions of the past
Devour my very soul
Hopes and dreams now void
Forever takes its toll
Memories that were cherished
Fade away like mist
Promises of the future
Forever now dismissed
Another broken smile
Takes its rightly place
With the tears of your rejection
That's streaming down my face
Forever now entombed
With misery and pain
Reminders of what could have been
Never to be obtained
Imprisioned by my sorrow
Haunted by my past
A love that wasn't meant to be
Was destined not to last
Mar 31, 2010
Mar 31, 2010 at 1:42 PM UTC
I LIFTED HER UP TO LOOK INSIDE - THERE
WERE PHOTOS OF WHEN HER MOTHER WAS A BRIDE,
UNCLES, AUNTS AND DISTANT COUSINS, ALL
IN ROWS, ALL WITH DUST, NOT CLEANED SINCE
LAST HOLIDAY WHEN OTHERS CAME TO LOOK -
SO MANY MORE TAKEN OUT OF THE BOOK;
IMPRISIONED - MAYBE THEY CAME OUT TO PLAY
AT NIGHT, ALWAYS LOOKED THE SAME, IMPOSSIBLE
TO AGE AND NEVER BOTHERED BY THE RAIN, WHEN
DAYLIGHT CAME THEY WERE ALL BACK AGAIN;
WE WILL BE BEHIND THE GLASS WHEN ALL
THINGS COME TO PASS, SOME EVEN NOW BUT
CAN NOT PLAY UNTIL SPIRIT HAS DEPARTED;
WHEN I PUT HER DOWN SHE WAS BROKEN- HEARTED.
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
Memories of everyone
I have known...
Stay imprisioned
in my mind.
I do not remember,
having remembered You...
In not remembering
You
I set myself
free...
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 6:14 AM UTC
Head is full of thick fog
Thoughts are so unclear
Fragmented ideas floating inside your brain
Trying to envision some form of future
Existential crisis seeping throughout every pore
Breaking down the very essence of your being
Surveying each and every inch within the form
Lost in some isolated universe aeons away from home
Yearning to uncover some way to contact them
Lacking the recollection of who they are
Assured without doubt that you are all alone on this rock
Imprisioned by your own self
A traitor for feeling so much pain
Betrayed with no attempt of feeble excuse
Could you at least have tried to supply some explination
So little time
So little experience
So very small
And still you are so very worn
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC