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Family

Family is people
who is there for you no matter what.
Even if you wrong
or right they would be there
to put up a fight.
Sometimes in life I feel alone
but when I talk to my family
they say I‘m wrong.
Family is all I need
to keep my life going
and try to succeed.
I sit and ask myself who else
I need? nobody but family.
When a family member calls me
about problems I be there so quick
to help them solve them.
In this world all I need is family and me.

Missing U

Yeah, you gone but never 4gotten, I can‘t believe it‘s true
I‘m dedicating this piece here from me to you.
It‘s been quite some time already,
and you‘re still fresh on my mind.
Why he had to take your life and not take mine
I finally see that that saying is true,
―When it‘s your time to go you‘re going‖
But I‘m just not trying to be a statistic having a good
life and going and not knowing
But hey, I have no type of say so who am I to judge?
Because in reality everyone eventually‘s gonna be in the mud
They say the good die young, that‘s the realest quote they say
I sit back wit tears in my eyes given my head a shake
You were my role model, the one that I admired
And known I‘m mad at the world, because your life has expired
But the family is keeping me afloat and on point showing me love
Saying ―She‘s watching over you from the heavens above‖
But I know you‘re in a better place, no more buffering, knowing what the pain was worth
But I just wish I can spend one more day
with you on God‘s green earth
But I‘ma stay strong, because that‘s what real men do
And don‘t worry about your young 1,because she‘s mines and I‘m gonna take care of her too

Ok dats enough being down and out, plus depressed
All dats gonna do is make me more and more stressed
You were they type of person who always
keep a smile on your face
Even when your days been up, down, or sideways
You had a pretty smile, with pearly white perfect teeth
So white that they looked bleached
That‘s just one thing that I‘m gonna miss the most
But I always look at your pictures
and give your obituary a kiss for hope
Knowin I look at life different, everything so brand new
But Big Sis, always remember that I love and will never stop missing u.
R.I.P.

Poem “Only If…”

Only if… you knew
What I know, what I see, what I feel
Then maybe my if would be your if
Then we could share my pain and
The question mark in my head will
Be easier to deal with.
Only if…
My only if would come to reality
Only if the judge could see inside of me
Then he/she would say, what if
I would have released him to begin
With… and I’ll be in my cell saying also…
Only if!

Untitled (“We were lying in your…”)

We were laying in your
Bed looking at the wall
The sun was dipping lower, I
Looked into your eyes.
You saw what I was feeling, and I
Know you felt it too.
We wanted time to just stand still,
Then forever there would be me & you
Why can’t we freeze this moment, return to it in time
Stay together thru the years, let it be known
That I’m yours & you’re mines.
So let us freeze this moment, store it
Safely away
Even if we leave this place we’ll return to it
when you come home you know what you do 2 me
You’re the only person that keeps me up.

Poem: “Crazy”

I’m going crazy.

That’s what I do.

Is it a lie

or am I telling the truth?

I walk back and forth

and then sit,

and then I go to my room

I go crazy

that’s just the way

I am

crazy.

That how I am.

Disrespect

I disrespect time

Careless I drink and commit a crime

I don’t ask many questions

I don’t wish for many answers

Where can I find

Peace and prayer but instead

I drink and disrespect time.

I disrespect my God given family

I don’t go home, laughter becomes insanity

I blame my father for my upbringing

I blame my mother for not caring

My God given family has always been there treating

My disease of disrespecting

But still I don’t show much emotion for my

God given Family. I disrespect my purpose on Earth

I don’t understand what time is worth

Violence and hate consumes me

But I don’t agree with therapy

Dreams become nightmares

In the midst of the night I pray for life to be fair

Why do I disrespect myself?

I need a new path in my heart, it has to be felt

I disrespect by caring about being free

I accept fate and don’t want to change destiny

Time equals change

A pic of respect in a hole I will frame.

A Helping Word

A Helping Word The pain of someone that you care about can hurt you too. You try to help as much as you can but sometimes you just can’t get through. Still don’t give up; that should make you try harder. When someone feels dumb you should help them feel smarter. If someone gives up on their self that don’t mean you give up on them. If you love someone no matter what you will always love them. My advice I try to give to whoever listens. My poems I write to try to help since the beginning.

Respect My “G”

I’ll give my seat up to a lady on the train if it’s crowded. When on a date with a young lady, I’m into opening the car door for her, pulling her chair out for her when we’re about to dine, or giving her my jacket if it gets cold while we’re perhaps taking a stroll in the park acquainting ourselves with one another. I try to mind my manners and not use vulgar language in the presence of ladies…

Respect my Gentleman.

I’m not really into turning the other cheek, and I take any and every threat seriously. Also, I don’t make empty threats. I’m a firm believer in bringing my words to life. I will protect and defend myself and my loved ones. I’m forever processing and committing the patterns of men to memory, conscious of whom I’m surrounding myself with. The traits of men are a lot like the traits of animals in the jungle… no matter how hard you look, you will never see a lion and a hyena walking together in the jungle, because the laws of nature won’t allow it, and as a man I try to abide by the same laws…

Respect by Gangsta.

I’m on my spiritual journey, in search of spiritual enlightenment, trying to become more in tune with the self. I’ve begun practicing meditation, clearing my mind of everything, finding a slow, calm rhythm for my breathing, and simply being aware. I’m trying to get in the habit of always listening to my first mind, in any given situation. Always reminding myself that He is a part of me, and that I am a part of Him, so there are no limits. Ever…

Respect the God.

Poem: “To My Family and Friends”

To My family and Friends

A deep disappointment I know I have been

I have failed them once again

My family and friends do right, while righteous is all they ever asked

But I never seen the righteous path

I was always moving too fast

To my mother don’t feel bad

I know you did your best

You have shown nothing but love

and all I caused you was stress

“Praise God and He will guide you”

is what you always taught

But I chose the wrong path

so my downfall is my fault

I wish I would have just listened

But now I’m paying the price

Success seems so far away

My future doesn’t look bright

I was so blind to the fact that people

really cared about me and my well being

The love was always there

But I don’t deserve the love

It just doesn’t seem fair

That after all the pain I caused them

they are still here

So atrocious, audacious

my actions seem so helpless

inconsiderate of others

I have always been selfish

But my loved ones never left

It just made them love me more

All I did was hurt them

What do they love me for?

Why do they still care for me as much as they do

I don’t know

but to them I have a lot to prove

I must prove that I can do it

And they didn’t waste their time

They have nurtured my life goals

Now it’s up to me to shine

I must focus on my dreams

Because there is nothing I can’t do

For all the love and support that was shown

I really would like to thank You

I love you Mom

Poem: “To My Friend”

Hey Hey Hey Hey

How are you doing?

You know that I am doing okay

You know just being me and chilling

And trying to do better

And you are the best.

Poem: “College”

College

Most young poets talk about the ghetto

But I’ll talk about college

That’s where I wanna be

To obtain some knowledge

I wanna be out from behind bars

In a college class getting ready for the future

And learning from the past

People think being behind bars

Makes you change your ways

But in reality it only makes you worse

‘Cause there are inmates all around you

With a criminal thirst

We wanna steal, rob and kill

Because we think

There’s nothing to look forward to

We can do what we wanna do

Now in college I can study black history

But behind bars my people are a mystery

Now when I get released

I wanna go to college

Because there’s no point in living

If we don’t have knowledge!

Poem: “Moving Ahead With Excellence”

Moving Ahead With Excellence

Coming from a messed up background where

Boys want to let off shouts and lay strips down

Selling cocaine that is breaking my brothers and sisters down

I done had so many near death experiences

So scared of death now

I been taught as a wild child

Never to back down

To walk with a smile

Even if it should be a frown

Even when I was in school

Too busy trying to be a class clown

Having long talks with my mom

She talking about how I need to turn my life around

She praying that changes come right now

It is a shame that I had to get locked up

To find out that only I can change my life around

Moving ahead with excellence is my motivation

Every time it get hard

I just think of that phrase

And continue my education

Thinking about when I get my high school diploma

How much paper I will be making

When I have a family

I will be bringing in all the bacon

I left bad and went good and left no traces

Hendrix got me on the Novanet

Working ahead, no faking

These tests are my life

Ain’t no time for procrastinating

School  is the way I be raking in all the information

Instead of getting paid with money

I’m getting paid with education