Caged Poems - Poems about Caged

my soul is like a c a g ed animal yearning to break free.... Embedded in the snare of self-sacrifice twisting and snarling only able to bleed....

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As the years pass me by, I've remained stuck in a cage. Built up by my fears, made strong by my rage. I sometimes get to wander free in a garden filled with color. A blissful peace within myself, forgotten moments after it's discovered. Retreating back to the comforts of my cage. A confinement of my mind, body, and soul....

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i have lived in houses that kept me, but never held me. i was a guest in my own life— told to give, but never to take. told to understand, but never to be understood. told to forgive, but never to ask why. they built my life like a cage and called it safety. locked the doors and named it protection. when their choices crushed my ribs, they asked why i...

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We started off with being/ A human stuck in a tiny box/ Like a caged animal/ Day by day, we lose our senses/ To be poked and prodded/ Day and night for amusement/ This is a game to them/ Looking into the cage/ To rile the beast within/ The expected become unexpected/ The situation becomes dire/ Crying in desperation/ Remember, it's a human being/ Locked away in...

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ONE Only New Years Goal for 2025 Poetry Contest Constance La France As we springboard into another year, I want to dive in, make a big splash, and come to the surface with a big smile on my face. For me, this will be a first ... if I can submit for a whole year. I want...

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Rust clings like memories, framing the world, a mottled lace of time— the window pane, a portal to whispers, yet the view is a watercolor dream, blurring edges, softening the harshness, where light dances through corroded veins, and beauty hides in the flawed and the forgotten....

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Walked into prison young and small/ What I lacked in size, I made up in toughness/ Even that's not enough, these dudes are huge/ I hit the weight pile, tied up my shoes to choose/ What should I do, take a jog or walk a while/ I seen some dudes lined up at the weight pile/ Hitting that iron, getting swole...

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Here the road ends Here you can find me If you ever come to this dead end Of a road, you tried very hard To penetrate, to step in, inside… Inside your time, beyond your reach I paved this road exclusively for you For you to tackle the mystery of love One by one, one step further into… Into the seven seas of love… And...

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I feel so caged, Having to see the same walls, Over and over again. I think I’m losing my mind. I wish to see the whole world, But the dream Fades away in the blink of an eye. I am so lonely, I think I’m losing my mind. I feel life fades away, Until there is nothing to feel again. My smile turns to tears, Joy turns...

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Caged Dreams 1. You keep us in cages, Thinking we are slaves, But a day will come, When we will escape. 2. We look up from our cages, Longing to be free— As free as the birds That soar through the skies. 3. You think us foolish, You think us weak, But a day will come When you will regret— Regret every cruel word That spills from your lips. 4. You sold us like...

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bird trapped in a cage, tough singing, chanting, chirping... pain never ceases......

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We were the best thing between us until we weren't. We had prolonged, timeless nights cuddling, and often, we couldn't stop. We were thick as thieves, two peas in a pod. We stay with each other, and we fill each other's hearts. When times were hard and family was not around, you comforted and brought me...

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Sometimes the sorrow swells from under my breast Fills my throat Begging to become voice To be heard My body was never feeble but now my ribs have proven to weak to hold it in All my life I've been a caged bird ...

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What beauty is heard when a caged bird sings In its own; sad vanity to be heard Such; in its own sorrow, sadness it brings This being; the plight of a lonesome bird Sending its message; within its own song Gives its all; hoping you will heed its call Yearning for freedom; it's where it belongs Yet sadly: its song is...

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Biographies of different kinds Orwell with Atwood, intertwined Old books, new books, a thousand rhymes Keeping their words, holding those lines Singing caged birds, sit whistling chimes Histories, mysteries, marking time Every volume, fixed on my mind Lexicons, for a world we can't find Fact versus fiction, yours and mine. ...

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