Inmate Poetry | Write a Prisoner


Inmate Poetry

Posted on 6/14/2015


Once, I was afraid I would never find someone
To really care about.
I wanted someone perfect,
At least for me.
A special kind of talking,
An honest way of listening without judgment;
Not being afraid to laugh or cry;
Kindness and understanding;
Fun, love and excitement;
Someone who would lift my heart with joy.
I guess that I expected a lot,
But I...

Posted on 7/10/2018


Life is what we make of it
Whether free or in prison
Life is happiness to some
Or just another day gone
Life is work to pay our bills
Or hope for a decent meal
Life is home to a loving family
Or to your cell and ugly celly
Life is a night watching our favorite movie
Or living a life that should be a horror movie
Life is a place where everything is perfect...

Posted on 6/13/2018


Our Church

We understand God is nearer to us in solitude.  There is a magnetic
and sacred connection that accumulates in solitude, but is quickly dissipated
by life in a crowd.  We would deem it sacrilege to build a house for the one
who is found face to face in the mysterious shadowy aisles of the primeval
forest, along winding trails, through unbroken trails of the wild forest. ...

Posted on 3/3/2017

Southern Breeze [Country]

Emerald fields where love can bloom
Blue skies, where black birds fly
Lookin’ into your dark brown eyes
There’s no place I rather be but here

A dirt road that winds real tight
A bonfire in the middle of the night
Sittin’ beside you holding your hand
Moments like this, make me feel so alive

Carolina farms pass us...

Posted on 3/21/2017


How does it feel to be isolated
And deprived of life’s bare essentials?
Enduring pain that exceeds emotions
And is far beyond mental.
To most, these feelings are exotic
And may never be comprehended
I attempt to evade them
But I’m always apprehended
While confined to this cage
The psychological ability is tested.
Will I pass? Or...

Posted on 8/22/2018

Raw thoughts transformed to words

And give life,

Verbalizing silent emotions about struggle

And strife.


Communicating my feeling just using

My intellect,

Articulating my passion on a different

Level so we connect.


Revealing the sentiments of my heart

Using poems as expression,

Disclosing the truth of my soul through

My written...

Posted on 12/13/2017


The Storm

I sit back and watch the rain fall slowly as I write these words.
I hear the undeniable destruction as the thunder hits its victim.
I’ve decided against being a victim so I look for a place to hide,
Only to find there’s nowhere to hide.
I must now use my mind to circumvent the destruction.
While thinking of a plan, the lightning attempts to distract me.
But I instead helps...

Posted on 4/1/2017


Love is stuck behind these bars; locked behind walls and doors…my inner beauty that God gifted me wants to release my love to you. Love is patience, understanding and is not judgmental. Love can be given anywhere, no matter how far to reach your heart and mental emotions; that’s what love is. It’s a special, happy, uplifting feeling I can experience even when I’m in this cage they call a...

Posted on 9/8/2014

“A Wish For You”

WISHING YOU: To be peaceful in mood!

YOUR HEART: Tap in happiness!

vivid in all of the emotional colors!

to be in oneness with nature!

with versatility arise to meet all of your high goals and values!

as a beautiful flower takes from the sun and rain...

Posted on 4/18/2017


The UPPER ECHELON is looking down on me claiming I am a liability – then I ask myself how can I be when all I have to strive for is CLARITY to the missing pieces to of how my IDENTITY WAS STOLEN???

Serious about mine(s) but I’m surrounded by multitudes lap dancing (the west) with their gangbanging tactics, or how they mimic (THE SOUTH) with their lyrical rap gimmicks...

Posted on 9/8/2015

The strain and pain she has that look on her face-I reach to touch and smooth out her hair, but she doesn’t’ know I’m there.

That far away look she stares into space, what is she seeing-I reach to bring her back from that terrible place.

She looks at me, but I’m sure she is not seeing me-for her eyes pass right through me.

She speaks and often times shouts, staring into space, screaming at the air-who is...

Posted on 10/26/2015

“Is This You”

A long lost friend who started as a pen pal
Sharing stories about our lives all the ups and the downs
Looking for a face in the crowd hoping that someone who cares is around
But still searching because that person hasn’t been found
But I won’t quit trying
‘Cause I know if I feel this way there’s somebody out there that feels the same

Posted on 11/29/2017


I want to be there when you need me.

I want to hug you when you’re sad.

I want to be the person you come to, even when you’re mad.

No matter what I'll always listen and give you nothing but love.

I want to be your king and you my queen, living life madly in love.

Posted on 7/18/2018

Surface of a Heart

Standing on the surface of the heart searching for a way in
Stone, ice, metal, each has a key for a fresh laymen
Defenses built up stretched out pools so deep can’t wade in
Puzzles, riddles, pitfalls keep me sharp every time I gotta weigh in
Adventuring through each mountain, every curve surveying
Eyes open to your truths no surprising surveillance
At last a...

Posted on 9/18/2018

 See my pain

Hear my pain

Feel my pain

It’s all the same

The origin of it began

Right here where I stand

Where on a consistent basis

I'm treated less than a man

This can’t be the plan

When will my anguish ever end

Will it be when I'm dressed

To impress

Tucked away in a box

Or when a judge hears me

And release me from this block...

Posted on 8/22/2018

My hope is like a candle’s flame,

That burns throughout the night.

No matter what the crisis is

I still can see some light.

It kept me warm through many storms

And let me through the rain.

When no one else would care for me

It burned away my pain.

And when I felt I couldn't walk another mile uphill,

I took another step and found my light was brighter still.


Posted on 10/9/2017


When the time comes,
Will you say hello...
Open your arms,
Embrace me and welcome me home…

Can I sit and rest my feet
Quiet moments let them speak.

You were lost
Drifted away in the currents of the streams…

Posted on 7/2/2018

Parallel Existence

Everyday, waking up in a cold place, no face
Just a name and number
Hunger pains rumbling in my soul
I think that I’m going under
Yes, minor blunders will rip you asunder
Between the tension on the yard
To these punk ass pigs, faking like they’re large
Are you really going to question why I’m self-medicating?
Wasting my mind is a terrible...

Posted on 3/20/2017

Equal Mind…

I’m just a simple man…
A simple man in search of his equal
An equal mind that understands, one who’s virtuous
To find her, I strive for perfection
The honesty of a real man
So many years I’ve searched along the lines of
Love alone
But fail to find…
My strong opposite of an equal mind.

I’ve dealt with so many...

Posted on 6/26/2018

The Personality Of The Pen

My daydreams drift into emotivity
That leaves internal scars inconspicuously
For who do I reveal these feelings to
My unspoken words I write them to you
The personality of the pen
Writes and discloses whatever mood that I’m in
I think, feel, then I express
That which does unveil my emptiness
My conceptions are written from line to line

Posted on 12/11/2018


That file is not me;

It does not accurately present my personality,

Nor does it portray my true identity.

It’s merely a biased summary;

Highlights of my life’s mistakes used to characterize me into the villain that the system needs me to be for the sake of siphoning money from the taxpayers of society.

The mark of the beast branded upon me;

A number replaces where my name was...

Posted on 2/25/2019

Fly Together

Baby don’t you worry
Every thing will be alright
Jus hold tight by my side
Together we’ll fly high
Above the mountain skies
Over oceans and around the world a thousand times –

Baby don’t you worry
Every thing will be alright
Jus hold tight by my side
Together we’ll fly high
Above the mountain skies
Over oceans and around the world a...

Posted on 3/11/2019

Wasted Time

This time that I’ve wasted is my biggest regret…

Spent in a place, that I’ll never forget…

Just sitting and thinking about the things that I’ve done…

It’s just me and my hard driven guilt…

Behind a wall of emptiness that I allowed to be built…

Trapped in my body with reality suddenly in my face…

Full of remorse and stuck in this place…

Now memories of the past, flash...

Posted on 8/13/2018

Poetry by: Darnell Bell
“The Power Of Life”

Decades of rain, snow, sleet and hail
I witnessed you survive through them all…
At the same time, I watched a nation fall.
As I stare at this unspoken solid wall…
Through the cracks of its concrete,
Right where darkness and sunshine meet
Under the moonlight…where the incarcerated sleep…
Separated from the outside world.
22 years in prison...

Posted on 11/16/2018

The past is a novel, written by fate
Weaving the same themes: Love and it's Glory, hate...

Posted on 6/1/2017

The road may look empty in the wake of night,
Until the sweet lights illuminate the road ahead,
What may have looked like a vacant, lonely road,
Is now filled with others on the same path as you,
With a honk of the horn or a brief conversation at a
Stop light, it’s likely you meet someone that can help
You reach your highest potential, encourage you
Through the hard times, an...

Posted on 10/12/2014

Convoluted Conservatorship (Dissemblers)

Intolerant exclusionists, chauvinists, and pliable palliating pseudo humanitarians masquerading as heroic court appointed conservators to/for we the indigent, mentally impaired, incompetent and/or the poor…
Wolves in sheep’s clothing – most of them are.
Matthey chapter 7/ verses 15 thru 29
Is at the proverbial door…
What (I recently asked...

Posted on 2/9/2018

Yesterday is today
Tomorrow is forever
Last week was seven years
My mind is a cloud that sits on the ground
Life is a maze while I'm lost in space
Thoughts spin into sound then bounce around
Then get lost in ether
My Birthday came then went away
The meaning of the number 8
The ghost that haunts me is past
People come but never last
An akward kid picking his...

Posted on 10/22/2017

I’m not a poet and I know it.

Posted on 5/10/2015


Though I never say it.
You're the most important person in my life.

You're also the most difficult, frustrating woman I've ever known;
And in these moments;
You're the only one I can talk to from the heart,
Who cares enough to try and understand me.
When I had lost sight of myself.

Seeing me for myself,
Listening to my thoughts...