A Dreaming Bird in Caged

A Dreaming Bird in Caged

By: Adam M. Snow

 

My eyes be blind to thee,

My heart cold like a December morn.

Could condescension be,

A merit of a scorn?

My ethereal pain scourge my heart,

Thoughts of you lost in pass

You beckon my soul from the start,

I might obey, but not surpass.

If I may live not a bird in caged,

Who sings to please but dreams to be free.

My every moments aged,

And I still blind to see,

I'm not myself,

Just a bird on your shelf.

Reviews

[Jazique]

Awe so sad made me wish to open the cage and let you free. Well done with your words of choosing that descriptions they made as I love the thought you made as "Who sings to please but dreams to free and And I still blind to see I'm not myself Just a bird on your shelf." You wrote this in such a wonderful way as yourself is the bird wishing to be free. Excellent job on such a strong short poetry and keep up the good work.

[James Maines]

It sounds like you feel that your sould is trapped in a cage, i hope it turns into a bird so it can be set free.

[Coyote Poetry]

"You beckon my soul from the start,
I might obey, but not surpass.
If I may live not a bird in caged,
Who sings to please but dreams to be free."
The above words are amazing. I like the complete poem. It is hard to find a point in a relationship where freedom and cage separate. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Daytonight]

So poignant it tugs at my heart strings. Keep on penning.

[Shelly Braen]

I literally have tears of sorrow. Terrible be your imprisonment. This is also a very provocative piece. The resentment and fatigue of this piece hits like a tidal wave, crushing the air out of my lungs. The longing and relenting of hope speak so brokenly.

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

Hmm something that can be taken metaphorically and literally.
I like how it flows. Rhyme scheme is nice.
Altogether great.

-Marie-

[Demi Rose]

sort of speaks to me like a friend of mine. ur words remind me so much of her.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Wow, you are a master of the short rhythm. This is powerful stuff. I feel the forlorn emotion in this one.

[Azariek]

Wow, this has so much meaning to it. A bird DOES sing to please, but really dreams to be free. That's how humanity works, isn't it? LOVED it!

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Really nice... beautiful and yet sad. I love this line and then the end after it:
"Who sings to please but dreams to be free."

[.quan.011.]

This is a beautiful and sad poem.