I am the caged bird

by UM   Feb 7, 2005


The caged bird looks out
and sees the free bird wheeling in the sky,
while he is restrained in a web of bars.
If you know why the caged bird sings,
then you know why I write-
to escape for a fleeting moment
the seemingly unending day
where time means nothing.
Seconds, minutes, hours tick by
meaning nothing,
a blur of time briefly broken up
by breaths of fresh air.
I go through the motions,
not really paying attention,
set adrift in a void with nowhere to go,
little to look forward to,
but held in place by a barrier.
I am the caged bird.

&copy Joshua Bryant Cole

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  • 19 years ago

    by Dark Savior

    Good poem, interested way to put things. I know that there is a lot of things...that i could say about this poem, but it would just sound like the others. so Goob job.

    Five/Five

  • 19 years ago

    by creasy

    great poem!! i know how you feel..keep it up!! :)

  • 19 years ago

    by Danielle

    I really like it, i am 15, and maybe you could kinda relate (to some extent) to my songs. check em out adn email me if ya wanna chat... rimvballgurl@aol.com

  • 19 years ago

    by oOXkonnXOo

    wow i loved this poem! there was great metaphor and it flowed so beautifully! i'll have to read some more of yours!

    -jenn

  • 19 years ago

    by Robyn Park

    Your best poem that I've read so far. Excellent job. Keep it up.

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