Bird in a Cage

by Maple Tree   Feb 6, 2014


There are webs of cobbed linings
within cages of my framed soul.

Picturesque hues of pink,
mask the sorrow of a smile.

Tainted images of a forgotten
prisoner, locked within her
very own mind.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Jason Rainey

    True story? Very good. Short and to the point, just the way I like it....here's a brownie and a hug.

  • 3 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I also enjoyed the title of this poem. I believe you are using the bird as a metaphor and the bird is you. Thoughts can be very overwhelming at times. Sometimes people are trapped within their own mind and there is nothing we can do. And even though we smile it's hard for anyone to see we are trapped inside. The ending is lovely as well. You brought the wording around and told us that you are the one who is trapped. Beautiful!

  • 3 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    What a beautiful and touching write. I can picture this bird in the cage, incarcerated for life. I love the title you have chosen.