The Escape Route Poem by The Power_Palace.Poet_Union.Order Sir.

The sun sets low in the sky,
As darkness creeps in, with a sly
Whisper in the breeze, a gentle nudge
To leave behind the crowded, chaotic sludge.
In the midst of a bustling city,
A place where dreams can feel pretty
Far out of reach, the daily grind
Can be suffocating, for a free mind.
But there's a hidden path, a secret door,
A route unknown, to those who ignore
The signs of nature, the call of the wild,
To explore beyond, the urban lifestyle.
It starts with a narrow alleyway,
Lined with graffiti, a colorful display
Of rebellion, against the concrete walls,
That hold us in, like prison cells.
But if you follow the winding path,
Through the maze, with an open heart
You'll find yourself, in a secluded space,
A hidden oasis, of peace and grace.
The air is filled, with a sweet perfume,
Of wildflowers, in full bloom
A symphony of birds, their joyful song,
A warm embrace, for those who long.
To escape the chaos, to shed the weight,
Of the world's expectations, to create
A moment, just for yourself,
To breathe, to dream, to be yourself.
The path leads on, to a winding stream,
Crystal clear, like a childhood dream
The water gurgles, over smooth stones,
A soothing rhythm, to calm the bones.
Follow the stream, as it winds and turns,
Through the verdant forest, where nature burns
With vibrant hues, of every shade,
A canvas, by the divine artist made.
As you walk, you can feel the peace,
Flowing through you, like a steady release
Of all the stress, that you carry within,
A new energy, to help you begin.
To let go of the worries, the fears,
To embrace the unknown, to shed the tears
Of the past, and the future's uncertainty,
And just be present, in this enchanted journey.
The trees grow taller, as you walk on,
Their branches reaching, towards the sun
A canopy of leaves, above your head,
A shelter, from the outside world's dread.
But the stream continues, leading the way,
To a place, where time seems to sway
In slow motion, as the water cascades,
Over a cliff, in a magical parade.
A waterfall, of majestic height,
A glorious sight, to behold in the light
Of the moon, that rises in the sky,
As the sun sets, and the day bids goodbye.
Here the water falls, into a pool,
Of emerald green, so peaceful and cool
A perfect spot, to take a dip,
And wash away, the urban grip.
Let the water, wash over you,
And cleanse your soul, in a renewing brew
Of nature's magic, her healing touch,
That's been waiting for you, in this secret crutch.
As you emerge, from the pool's embrace,
A sense of wonder, begins to trace
Its way through your mind, your heart,
Reconnecting you, with your inner part.
A path of stairs, carved into the rock,
Invites you to climb, to explore and unlock
The mysteries, of this hidden place,
And discover, the beauty in every space.
As you climb higher, the view unfolds,
A panoramic vision, that leaves you in awe
Of the world, that exists beyond the city's walls,
A reminder, of the majesty of it all.
At the top, there's a small clearing,
A spot to sit, to do some pondering
On life, on love, on all that is true,
In this moment, that belongs to you.
Take a deep breath, and let it all sink in,
The beauty, the serenity, the escape within
This hidden route, that has now become,
A sanctuary, for the weary, the beaten, the numb.
And when you're ready, to return to the grind,
To the chaos, the noise, the daily bind
Just remember, the escape route is here,
Waiting for you, to make it your own frontier.



Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ The Escape Route