Patrick Tincher


Run With It


Your trapped
In a closet
Forced to see
But never taste it
You reach out a hand
Dripping blood
Just to feel it
Oh so close
Yet so far
If only you could batter
Down these blood caked walls
Just to reach it
You've tried to many times
But when you get it
You break free of this prison
You run with it
A prize to be envied
And yet you give it
And you give it just to run with it

Submitted: Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Run With It by Patrick Tincher )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

Poem of the Day

poet John Clare

I love to see the old heath's withered brake
Mingle its crimpled leaves with furze and ling,
While the old heron from the lonely lake
Starts slow and flaps its melancholy wing,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Grace Paley

 

Trending Poems

  1. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  2. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  3. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  4. A Dream Within A Dream, Edgar Allan Poe
  5. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  6. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  7. A Thing of Beauty (Endymion), John Keats
  8. Death is Nothing at All, Henry Scott Holland
  9. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  10. A Child's Christmas in Wales, Dylan Thomas

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]