Imprisoned Poems

Imprisoned poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of imprisoned poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on imprisoned are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

In A Box

In A Box prose poem

In a box with rusty padlocks in a corner of my head, Are the broken toys of a childhood, laid to rest in premature separation. Drowned emotions and strangled feelings, together dressed in black, Are shadows of an inquisitive soul

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A Seek

A Seek short poem

An imprisoned bird looks through the window, beauty of the stars in the dark sky. She dreams to fly with her wings wide, sensing the fresh air, rejoicing amidst her fellow birds. She dreams to be happy and free again,

Royal Celebrations

Royal Celebrations short poem

Once my husband brought a pair of white pigeons, Very beautiful with red eyes and lush red beaks. Extremely gorgeous with glorious visions, In our mother tongue we call it Laqa-kabootar. A special species of sweet white pigeons, In golden

Coma

Coma short poem

« I shall remember while the light lasts And in the darkness I shall not forget » [“Non-Catholic” Cemetery, Rome: headstone 2515] Unable to Enlighten the twilight between consciousness And unconsciousness She leaves aside the despair Of those attending -Just

Julia’s Tale Of True Love

Julias Tale Of True Love short poem

Fiery fervent flames raged in the room Passionately playing the melody of death In the air danced a broiling, smoky flume That blurred Julia’s e’ery path of escape The fire imprisoned her trembling soul Who begged the blaze to spare

The Eyes Of Heaven

The Eyes Of Heaven prose poem

Every time has a beginning and the laws of the universe are binding that’s why your soul grows weary, the curse, if you are not law abiding, seeing things blurry and of course, staring into the distance during that divine

The Plea Of Conscience

The Plea Of Conscience prose poem

Dear You, It’s been a long time since we spoke, I’m tallying the days since you’ve gone, Leaving me alone in this one-windowed skyscraper. The pages are blank. The ink has dried. So here I am, thinking out loud, Hoping

Trump Wins

Trump Wins short poem

May there be mercy this day of mourning. Fly flags half-mast for human rights’ regress. The “forgotten” poor, white male minority are distressed by their societal mortality. Clinging to obsolete “common” privilege: sexism, lying, and xenophobic “wisdom”. They are what

Lost And Found

Lost And Found long poem

Yes, a soul it was Unscathed by the touches of emotion Yes, a soul it was At the nascent stage Of an emotional touch Days went by And the unblemished soul Had now streaks of various hues such as: A

Ancient Love Story

Ancient Love Story prose poem

At a liquid time flowing between two visions, Before we imprisoned our breaths inside cages of a calendar, Before bird feathers fell down into inkwells, Before we covered our dead with an elegy and a confusion written on papyrus leaves

Titan In A Cloud

Titan In A Cloud ballad

One morning as I sat sipping my coffee- there he was peering behind my lemon tree. At first his head displayed a 7up haircut- then I saw his hands reach for all that was near. He came dragging a cape

Away From My Fears Is The Day I Dream

Away From My Fears Is The Day I Dream long poem

“Away from my fears is the day I dream, a place where eternal happiness awaits for me. Where no pains exist, no one could hurt me. I could breathe the way I want without losing my identity. A place so

Untitled

Untitled long poem

I like Nothing – not in the sense of disliking Everything – but simply the concept; it’s peaceful, liberating. there is Nothing more rejuvenating than a day of Nothingness. no wandering of my mind to keep me awake, empty thoughts

Nothingness And Being

Nothingness And Being short poem

Sometimes lurking in corner. Sometimes tumbling down endlessly, and sometimes with frozen smile immolating oneself before an idol to be. He danced imprisoned in a glass case whole life. Overcoming the pretentious inhibition to stand naked in dimlights of arguments.

Hibernating Heart

Hibernating Heart short poem

The heart hibernates In that pain Freezing the emotions Going numb timeless The warm waves Those touch and go Melting it a little One at a time Then a qualm lingers After the frozen heart And the melting emotions Drop

The Decision

The Decision short poem

I know this isn’t the answer, But hell it’s a good option. They call me a coward, But they know nothing. My life being suffocated, But it’s my own hands, My own hands are choking me. Oh why am I

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome short poem

In my imaginary country stoned port authorities deport individuals for bad taste: the absurdity of airbrushed garments or plaid and argyle… Semper fi legal leniency toward serial killers –such immense effort, the extreme exertions of the will that conceals so

Freedom At Last

Freedom At Last short poem

The tears have washed my sins. Taming the dead, I start a vivisection of myths. I take an impromptu walk, go inside my weaker self, abandon the pretension and come face to face with the fear. No portrait, no symbol,

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Let it go….

Let it go.... short poem

I was the type of person, That held onto things too tight, Unable to release my grip, When it no longer felt right. And although it gave me blisters, And my fingers would all ache, I always thought that holding

The Wounded Angel

The Wounded Angel short poem

Flying through the clouds of an agitating sky she was landed on the shore of despair. Unknown of the tyrannous rapter the angel became wounded by his erroneous desire. Following the winds of fallacy she got lost among the devils.

Prince Of Peace

Prince Of Peace prose poem

He came to serve and not to be served But billions of people stand to serve Him He was not an orator But He spoke concepts that were never spoken He has come with no credentials But become incredible credential

From Perception To Consciousness

From Perception To Consciousness prose poem

When taking a line of action, important is to discuss, decide, understand and realize everything that is going on in the mind at the present moment in time. Most importantly over a period of time, present will become a thing

Cold Season

Cold Season long poem

That vibration has come again if I were a car a driver might say there’s an issue with the spark or with the compression because judging from the size of my tank there’s plenty of fuel I’m suffering from disjointed

Magical Dylan

Magical Dylan long poem

From a song formed on a string let the freedom ring Something blowing in the wind with an explosion of sorts He sang songs about freedom & living off the land When will we as a society ever live to

Sparks In Woods

Sparks In Woods short poem

Some depth, my thoughts never touched, the moonlight fades on my window. The vague gratification, falls silently on my mind. Pausing on relativity, I open the door to eternity. Vast loneliness of qualms, like the cult of dancing doubts where

Highest Peak

Highest Peak short poem

I stepped up high, kept enhancing. Got stifled, sat for a while. My strength got abducted, sucked the truth. Abominable insights attacked, kicked off this foe. When it came to abdicate, I rinsed myself with willpower. Indisputably it was hard,

When Friendship Dies

When Friendship Dies short poem

The sheer joy, words tumbling, Smiles abound, gestures whirling, And then, when friendship dies, Hesitant steps, mumbled greetings, Quick getaways with glances fleeting. Eyes shining bright, silences rare, So much to say, so much to share, And then, when friendship

Rupestrian

Rupestrian short poem

My happiness ends here , on a Sunday’s evening after the cross atop the church’s steeple becomes cooler after this bright red sunset there will be no more painless, careless,fearless moments the asphalt is empty and dull for my soles,it’s

Earth Centric

Earth Centric prose poem

We delude ourselves, always have, still do. Center of everything, gods’ favorite, we knew. How immature! We follow rituals begun thousands of years ago. Started by those who knew next to nothing of where they lived, their place in a

It Is Not You But Me

It Is Not You But Me short poem

Never thought I’d ever grasp The “it is not you but me,” concept. But I think with time I got it. It was not that I was not good enough. It was that he messed up. Could not appreciate, recognize

The Ashman Cometh

The Ashman Cometh short poem

Stovepipe tall and thin, all the shades of gray. Eyes so new you might think he’d sprung from a black snake firework. In tumescent jack-in-the-box, sprung toward the clouds. Likely to fall over yet, somehow both erect. And able to

Separation

Separation short poem

I lose myself in you – a path on the slopes of a bathed in light mountain. I feel that am one with you yet I want to know if I climb or go down- if you ascend to the

Salt Or Snow ?

Salt Or Snow ? prose poem

Everythin’s spinning. Leaves flying. Round and round. Sadness floating. Still here. Damn good it was. Real lucky I was. Now scares me. Forget it ! Remember the funky happy song! What are you waiting for ? F**k you all off,

Cortile Of Old House

Cortile Of Old House ballad

Along with their desolate fortune, Old parents waiting for their unsparing children, Who left them in the barren garden, For the sake of their ambitions, They omit them between the world, When they needed love and care, They gifted them

Only A Storm

Only A Storm short poem

(Written for my little brother Eric, Feb. ’85, when I was 14). As he cuddled softly in my arms like a helpless young fawn, I could feel his heart race with fear and see his fists clench with every boom

Sarcastic

Sarcastic short poem

Rose appears rosy when accepted by a Beauty Rose becomes thorny when rejected by beauty Mind is in upbeat when one gives respect Mind is disturbed when got snubbed ones mind when pure makes other feel secure One whose nature

The Imp And The Fairy Princess

The Imp And The Fairy Princess long poem

There once was an imp whose appearance was vain, his behavior was foolish, even his speech and imposing mannerisms were maimed! From those eastern cannibalistic lands afar he and his kind had once been blessed, indentured to serve the superlative

Dream On

Dream On short poem

It’s close to midnight, My thoughts are taking flight, Averse to my sleepy plight, Restful sleep would be a delight. My brain decides to spark, to ignite, Thoughts cluster like a series of kites, Now I imagine pigeons in tights,

Cupid With The ”o’

Cupid With The ”o’ short poem

No I am not some naked little winged boy shooting arrows, like water, my love for you flows. I will stand on a mountain like a cock in the morning that crows my love for you, echoes test my chest