The Caged Reflections

The Caged Reflections

A Poem by Wolfwind

Caged within reflected glass

A prison of genetic misconstruction

Heavy burdens upon the mind

Inner soul screaming

Reality a mocking thief

Stealing hope, offering grief

 

Is this the only path or way?

Is this the penance for some past sin?

Has the concrete set?

This I can not believe…

 

One step forward, another into a wall

Chaos teaming, pushing for a fall

How does one change the tree?

When the seed was misaligned

 

An indefinable abstract into existence

Plunged deep beyond alterations easy gifts

Yet, steadfast must be

Taken into the heart of change robust

The goal, that yearning

Always a glimmer from beyond the mirror’s sorrow

 

Fact upon the seed that was planted

A fixture undeniably morose

Must not kill the spirits will to survive

The will to change

The force to become unto truth


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It must be me...I can actually connect the dots I see when I read this piece. Put actual remembered obsticals..."right angles" no curves in the pathway...chaos where peace should be...smooth vision within the looking glass instead of devastating deep cracks which shatter its reflection. Doubt seeps its way into even the strongest of wills...slowly strangling a life's breath, there by forcing it to become just a mangled cage housing the once proud spark in spirit. Like I said..must just be me. Hmm...another mood shift apparently. Brilliant piece of poetry, my Lord Wolf :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

Many thanks for your thoughts on this ink. =) You have given me a fresh perspective at which to look.. read more
Shy Girl

11 Years Ago

Oh dear...I hope that it isn't a bad perspective...it just (the piece) reminds of a conversation I h.. read more
Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

You are most welcome! =)



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It must be me...I can actually connect the dots I see when I read this piece. Put actual remembered obsticals..."right angles" no curves in the pathway...chaos where peace should be...smooth vision within the looking glass instead of devastating deep cracks which shatter its reflection. Doubt seeps its way into even the strongest of wills...slowly strangling a life's breath, there by forcing it to become just a mangled cage housing the once proud spark in spirit. Like I said..must just be me. Hmm...another mood shift apparently. Brilliant piece of poetry, my Lord Wolf :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

Many thanks for your thoughts on this ink. =) You have given me a fresh perspective at which to look.. read more
Shy Girl

11 Years Ago

Oh dear...I hope that it isn't a bad perspective...it just (the piece) reminds of a conversation I h.. read more
Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

You are most welcome! =)
Hmm. I live the title, and word choice. Nice write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is such a great poem! so very deep
Must not kill the will to survive
great thought! great write! great ink

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

Thank you Aurora! =)
Salar Majak

11 Years Ago

:)
A lot piercing the world here, may the seeds all carry their will to survive.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wolfwind

11 Years Ago

Thanks for reading the ink! =) I appreciate it.

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Added on January 23, 2013
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Wolfwind
Wolfwind

Coupeville, WA



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