caught

caught

A Poem by Clara
"

i am caught

"

I am caught

In a net
Of the words I’ve spun

Like poetry
Spilling from fingertips
lies

 

I am caught

In the moments
I haven’t begun

In the times

And the dreamings

scarce started

 

I have lost ideal

Searching for real

I’ve lost reality

Searching for self

 

Many minutes have passed

Yet I am naught human

Something that’s lesser

A being of air

Empty words empty promises

Betray the quiet song

Hidden within a heart

I can not bear

 

Where did she go they say

Follow the river

Where did I go I say

Follow the stars

 

Musicals

Memories

Scarce to be held to me

Emotions that threaten

To spill from each line

 

In the carefully

Control that’s held  
In face and feature

Lock your dear heart away

Behind jail cell key

 

Prison of memories

Hidden in thoughts in me 

Memories

Promises

My torment is mine

Self created

 

Why do I not fly away

Why is it here I stay

Caught in a past

That no longer has me

 

My wings at my fingertips

Hands separate from my limbs

My broken promises

Fill me with stone

Let me fall

Let me fall

Falling leads to repentance

Do I repent for the

Harm that I’ve caused?

 

Why do I hold on to things

Ashes naught turn to wings

Why are the sorrows held

Held from me too 

In the bones

In the soul

In the heart

I hear strong

I don’t know

Anymore

But the pain that I’ve caused

I don’t matter

No more

Don’t I?

 

"And one day I’ll fly away?

Leave it all to yesterday

Why chase life from dream to dream"

"I dreamed a dream

In times gone by

In times gone by"

"What do I do when dreaming

Dies?" 

© 2013 Clara


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Added on May 29, 2013
Last Updated on May 29, 2013
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Clara
Clara

Calgary , Canada



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