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Caged Bird

If it wasn’t for my gentle heart
My feathers would have burned fiercely
A soul that once had light
My freedom just a memory

I must reject these tiresome thoughts
That savage my taunted mind
Reduce them to a petal of hope
With harmony entwined

I wish for the day
Empathy opens my cage
And lets me fly away
At least she knows I’ll do my best
Determined, come what may

With forceful winds that once were tender
Blowing me into the blazing sun
My courageous assumption of what could be
Is yet to be undone.

Lightning strike my sorrowed heart
If I cannot be me,
Compassion strike my cage tonight
And let my mind fly free.

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I dedicate this poem, to all those around the world, who feel lost and frightened within, those who have lost their business, those who have lost jobs and those of course who have lost loved ones. Lets hope that this Epidemic will lose interest and just go home, leaving us to find ourselves once more.
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sorrow caries through every line. this is a poem that everyone can relate to. a heavy heart resides here. it is beautiful.

*hugs, Cat
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Your words are what lightens my heavy heart, Thank you my dear Cat.

Thank you...Teddy

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sooner or later it will go away. Most likely, it will take a long while, because people are not being smart and let their frustrations get the best of them. Nice poem about how your faith is being tested. ~ Geez.
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so in my little town, we have already had a suicide A barber, he was obviously terrified, one is even too many. Thank you for your kind words, I think we all suffer in different ways and i am sertainly one of the lucky ones.

Thank you...Teddy

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a great poem capturing the mood of the affected and having lot of optimism...definitely worth winning the contest...but i know you have not done it for that...

stay safe...

raj (sublime_ocean)

what very kind words, I like the challenge of contest here, i have some great poems because of it and for that i'm more than proud enough. You are very kind I know you too are probably in the thick of it in India right? I hope that we all can see some light soon. It's the not knowing that freaks many out, here the schools should be going to school in september but actually we only hope because who knows? i do believe strongly in my heart that Here they shouldnt have opened things
like disco-tec before opening schools it makes me mad. Education should come before everything. Sorry i've gone on here. Take care dear Raj.

Thank you...Teddy

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Dear Teddy, you've expressed it all, what we're all thinking. You're one of the fortunate ones, as I am. At least I can walk around our neighborhood, because so far it's virus free.
I like the metaphorical "caged bird". The title is fine and the content clear. No nits from me, but I'll return.
Take care, Gracy

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

My dear Gracy, well thank you, I really appreciate your visit and your encouragement, without you, my friends of neopoet I would not be able to write my stuff. So a huge thank you to you all.

Thank you...Teddy

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Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all.
Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild.
So you let them go,
or when you open the cage door to feed them they somehow fly out past you.
And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices,
but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.

Stephen King.

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Sir, I am overwhelmed by your visit. It's time someone spoke for the birds and not just the food that feeds them.

Thank you...Teddy

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This piece is really thought-thru. Like the meter, the words, and despite the vicious nature if the pandemic, your piece is gentle.

Thank you Sir, like I said, it's time we gave a voice to these beautiful people who are so effected by this horror, I live in Italy and so it's been a pandemic for me since the begining of the year, we were the first in lockdown. I live in tuscany so it's been a place less hit but still everything has changed and so many are home without a future. And there are those who have lost life so I cannot complain thank you for this visit your words being so very tender, I am proud of this piece, especially if you say it's gentle.

Thank you...Teddy

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Struck me to the heart. I can't stop reading it, and your whole poem, over and over to myself. Beautifully done.
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"To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's true aim." Oscar Wilde

Thank you so much. X

Thank you...Teddy

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Dear Teddy, I came back to read your poem and like it even more. Sad throughout but finally optimistic. Great title. Reminds me of something about "the caged bird sings more", can't remember what or where, but I'm told it's true about canaries. Anyway, no beautiful birds should be caged, except...maybe, the ones reared in captivity. Not even convinced about that.
Lovely piece, Teddy, keep 'em coming.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

How kind of you to come back to this, it's one of my personal favourites. I guess as things are we can probably all relate some how. Always a pleasure to see you. Take care my dear friend.

Thank you...Teddy

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