A bird sits in a cage, watching the trees move in the breeze outside the window. Watching the leaves sway and other birds fly… wishing to be free.
C.
locked in a cage not made of steel
trapped by a key that was forged by a mind
immaterial to you, perhaps
but all too real for me
Zanja
my body is a cage…which keeps me from dancing with the one i love but my mind holds the key….
yiouli
i love!i’m a part of you!you;re a part of me….i’m thinking of u all the time!you’re in my heart and in my soul….
yiouli
I am locked in this cage. Its cold and everytime I accidentily touch the bars it makes me jump. I cant figure a way out of this cage. I have lost track of time and of how long I have been in here.
Tyler Rue
caged like the leapord.
prowling my artificial cell.
wide eyed with passion.
Beep
The Lion was locked in the cage…
completely trapped within the circus of his life…
Ironically, he lived at a circus.
How strange it was to be a performing animal,
to have the crowd ooh and ahh at every little thing you do. The worst part is the taste of a human head in your open jaw.
Micah
Don’t even attempt,
Exactly what you thought,
You can’t hold me down,
Keep me as your pet.
Don’t cage birds,
You thought it was fun,
All I have are feathers?
Until you met my claws.
You can’t keep me,
In your memory,
A cage on all sides,
They’ve destroyed me.
Meg
Oh how constraining I feel. I just want to bust out and be free. Free from all of the pain and suffering. Free from all of the rules and bullshit. I just want out of my cage.
Kathy Seymour
the farm felt like a cage.. even in it’s aloneness in excessive undeveloped land. so I ripped out the fences, let the animals run free, and grew trees instead of vegetables. Free again.
Janet
metal bird where the caged bird sings dog steel beautiful trapped cage cage cage cage small large iron wrought iron cages in my garden for hanging on steel hooks, swaying in the breeze, beautiful with vines wrapped, flowers behind.
Emily
he was stuck in a cage. he did not know why or even where he was. even less did he know who he was. all he knew was that he was cold. and alone. terribly alone. but it would all be okay, some cliche made it into his head. but the comfort of it was just that.. comforting, so he let it sit, let it stay a little bit. but he knew soon he’d more than just comfort. he’d need a life…
ilana-mari
it doesn’t have iron bars or concrete walls or anything tangible. there’s nothing substantial to it at all. not in the physical sense anyway. but that doesn’t mean i’m not trapped. doesn’t mean i don’t feel like i can’t escape.
Niamh
The caged bird always sings a sad tune. It yearns for the sky, so it may spread it’s wings. Freedom is it’s only true happiness.
Meg
the cage was filled with smells. distinct smells. stuff that you would recognize all the time. if you recognized pee. i guess most people do. it was horrid but i stayed. it was loved at first sight. that monkey.
faye
the cage was awesome. as i sat there thinking about how every human is caged in one sense or another.
esperanza grant
c chord
a chord
g chord
e chord
each note pattern on a fretboard(guitar) can be moved up and down in th
contain approach granting encapsulation
garrett
I’m in a cage less caring cages
cake is careless cause it aged a bit
since a year or something
i dont knoff
you belong locked up fo sho
ma homeboi. the key is caged
Tim Frommeyer
Trapped. Stuck inside waiting to be let free. The bars creating a shrunken prison for those unable to speak for themselves, yet they still sing. Thing can sing through the long sad days stuck for inside their tiny prison.
Lucy
locked inside the brutal cage
for all eterity i must live
for a crime i did not commit
when will we leartn that pain is not the way to punish others?
Amanda
Life is a cage. With one door, and no windows.
Screaming children rattle the bars. The sun casts stripes on the floor. But there is a way out.
Trey
you can put animals in them get trapped in them people think they are cruel … sometimes but they trap prisoners . cruelty to animals but not to people?? a little confusing to me but… im not the one in the cage.
lor
trying to fly but held back by your own heart metal arms that squeeze until nothing is left trying striving waiting for the crazy world you have created to dissolve into the gray
mitali
I feel like I’ve written about this before, she thinks. Well, the more the merrier. Stop chaining me down to that notion. She’s begging, pacing behind the bars of her own dwindling sanity. Scream.
r.a.
I looked at the Caged lion.. pacing… swaying.. It hurt. I could feel the anguish of incarceration. Held to this place of no escape.
I wanted to open the cage… free my friend. only…
jeanne
It’s like being trapped in a cage — not physically trapped, but mentally. I feel like the guy from 1984, a guy whose only safe haven is his own mind. Outside, it’s impossible to find a sentient mind who can understand who I am or what I want from life.
vish
we all have them they saround us in invisable walls our precious cages we make them for ourselves and put them around others we al do these things we all suply cages
Mel
i am in a cage of my own making. it is called old age. i neverknow whatwill break down each day when I wake up. some days i don’t look in a mirror. others i just lay there.Ju
Jud
The small, yellow bird sat in its cage, tweeting nervously as it watched the black cat sneaking towards it. The bird tweeted loudly, hoping the old lady would hear and save it from its ensuing demise. But, alas, the old lady was in the restroom, and the kitty jumped at the cage. “Meeeeoooowwwww,” the cat screamed, as it bounced off the cage, and landed in the mop bucket below, which just happened to be filled with sudsy water from the mopping that morning. The yellow bird thought, “I just knew dat bad ole kitty needed a bath!”
Donna Moseley
i saw Chicago the musical on broadway this past spring.
it was AMAZING.
my favorite song is ‘he had it coming’ and the dancers were so amazing, as was the set with all sorts of bars and cages.
LOVED IT.
highly recommend it too.
danaë
I live in a cage. It´s very confortable and I hope to be able to sell it to a rich man so he can be as happy as I am.
Himo
death
fear
tears
cry
bird
song
wings
spots
flight
kate
Inside I feed the beast. Inside it grows, plumage spreading like fire-wings. Inside it grows, angry, horrid, churning. Inside it is spitting in confusion. Inside this cage it is trapped, shaking, whining, crazy. Inside this cage.
Kemari
a cage is something i feel that i have been trapped inside my entire life. i sing to keep myself happy and thriving, but i long to spread my wings and fly, go on some grand adventure. but a cage is good too, right? it protects you from harm, keeps you in line, and gives you a place to live.
kristina
i was locked in a cage. it was a bastard cage with bastard bars. as i realized i was dreaming the bars dissolved and i was free. free to fly like i have many times before, though this time without bat wings. Those were nice but left me feeling empty. This time i can awaken as a true individual.
lee clowers
I was on a cage the other day. I was alone, I was sad. Why am I here? I asked myself. I want to be out. To be free, to be happy and be with others…
catalina
when you find your self helpless, lonely and confined, its a situation when you feel you are in a cage, even when you are surrounded by a thousand people. even kings have to be in cage sometimes, lions are also kept in cage. so it is something by which no one can save him self
gourav
cages are scarry dark places that my dog seems to get traped in occasionaly. its metal and hard and i kinda am afraid of them now that i think about it. who thought of the word cage?
delaney
Rage cage will stop the phase. I enjoy good times with people my age. Keep them coming for me to enjoy. Until I graduate and have to be employed.
Gregg!
I don’t live in a cage. My household has complete freedom and my sister and i can do whatever we want. This is not because our parents are “cool” or lenient. They have no backbone and drink all of their problems away after 4pm. I wish that my house had a little bit more structure and that i had some rules. It’s no fun for a teenager to have to discipline herself.
A bird sits in a cage, watching the trees move in the breeze outside the window. Watching the leaves sway and other birds fly… wishing to be free.
locked in a cage not made of steel
trapped by a key that was forged by a mind
immaterial to you, perhaps
but all too real for me
my body is a cage…which keeps me from dancing with the one i love but my mind holds the key….
i love!i’m a part of you!you;re a part of me….i’m thinking of u all the time!you’re in my heart and in my soul….
I am locked in this cage. Its cold and everytime I accidentily touch the bars it makes me jump. I cant figure a way out of this cage. I have lost track of time and of how long I have been in here.
caged like the leapord.
prowling my artificial cell.
wide eyed with passion.
The Lion was locked in the cage…
completely trapped within the circus of his life…
Ironically, he lived at a circus.
How strange it was to be a performing animal,
to have the crowd ooh and ahh at every little thing you do. The worst part is the taste of a human head in your open jaw.
Don’t even attempt,
Exactly what you thought,
You can’t hold me down,
Keep me as your pet.
Don’t cage birds,
You thought it was fun,
All I have are feathers?
Until you met my claws.
You can’t keep me,
In your memory,
A cage on all sides,
They’ve destroyed me.
Oh how constraining I feel. I just want to bust out and be free. Free from all of the pain and suffering. Free from all of the rules and bullshit. I just want out of my cage.
the farm felt like a cage.. even in it’s aloneness in excessive undeveloped land. so I ripped out the fences, let the animals run free, and grew trees instead of vegetables. Free again.
metal bird where the caged bird sings dog steel beautiful trapped cage cage cage cage small large iron wrought iron cages in my garden for hanging on steel hooks, swaying in the breeze, beautiful with vines wrapped, flowers behind.
he was stuck in a cage. he did not know why or even where he was. even less did he know who he was. all he knew was that he was cold. and alone. terribly alone. but it would all be okay, some cliche made it into his head. but the comfort of it was just that.. comforting, so he let it sit, let it stay a little bit. but he knew soon he’d more than just comfort. he’d need a life…
it doesn’t have iron bars or concrete walls or anything tangible. there’s nothing substantial to it at all. not in the physical sense anyway. but that doesn’t mean i’m not trapped. doesn’t mean i don’t feel like i can’t escape.
The caged bird always sings a sad tune. It yearns for the sky, so it may spread it’s wings. Freedom is it’s only true happiness.
the cage was filled with smells. distinct smells. stuff that you would recognize all the time. if you recognized pee. i guess most people do. it was horrid but i stayed. it was loved at first sight. that monkey.
the cage was awesome. as i sat there thinking about how every human is caged in one sense or another.
c chord
a chord
g chord
e chord
each note pattern on a fretboard(guitar) can be moved up and down in th
contain approach granting encapsulation
I’m in a cage less caring cages
cake is careless cause it aged a bit
since a year or something
i dont knoff
you belong locked up fo sho
ma homeboi. the key is caged
Trapped. Stuck inside waiting to be let free. The bars creating a shrunken prison for those unable to speak for themselves, yet they still sing. Thing can sing through the long sad days stuck for inside their tiny prison.
locked inside the brutal cage
for all eterity i must live
for a crime i did not commit
when will we leartn that pain is not the way to punish others?
Life is a cage. With one door, and no windows.
Screaming children rattle the bars. The sun casts stripes on the floor. But there is a way out.
you can put animals in them get trapped in them people think they are cruel … sometimes but they trap prisoners . cruelty to animals but not to people?? a little confusing to me but… im not the one in the cage.
trying to fly but held back by your own heart metal arms that squeeze until nothing is left trying striving waiting for the crazy world you have created to dissolve into the gray
I feel like I’ve written about this before, she thinks. Well, the more the merrier. Stop chaining me down to that notion. She’s begging, pacing behind the bars of her own dwindling sanity. Scream.
I looked at the Caged lion.. pacing… swaying.. It hurt. I could feel the anguish of incarceration. Held to this place of no escape.
I wanted to open the cage… free my friend. only…
It’s like being trapped in a cage — not physically trapped, but mentally. I feel like the guy from 1984, a guy whose only safe haven is his own mind. Outside, it’s impossible to find a sentient mind who can understand who I am or what I want from life.
we all have them they saround us in invisable walls our precious cages we make them for ourselves and put them around others we al do these things we all suply cages
i am in a cage of my own making. it is called old age. i neverknow whatwill break down each day when I wake up. some days i don’t look in a mirror. others i just lay there.Ju
The small, yellow bird sat in its cage, tweeting nervously as it watched the black cat sneaking towards it. The bird tweeted loudly, hoping the old lady would hear and save it from its ensuing demise. But, alas, the old lady was in the restroom, and the kitty jumped at the cage. “Meeeeoooowwwww,” the cat screamed, as it bounced off the cage, and landed in the mop bucket below, which just happened to be filled with sudsy water from the mopping that morning. The yellow bird thought, “I just knew dat bad ole kitty needed a bath!”
i saw Chicago the musical on broadway this past spring.
it was AMAZING.
my favorite song is ‘he had it coming’ and the dancers were so amazing, as was the set with all sorts of bars and cages.
LOVED IT.
highly recommend it too.
I live in a cage. It´s very confortable and I hope to be able to sell it to a rich man so he can be as happy as I am.
death
fear
tears
cry
bird
song
wings
spots
flight
Inside I feed the beast. Inside it grows, plumage spreading like fire-wings. Inside it grows, angry, horrid, churning. Inside it is spitting in confusion. Inside this cage it is trapped, shaking, whining, crazy. Inside this cage.
a cage is something i feel that i have been trapped inside my entire life. i sing to keep myself happy and thriving, but i long to spread my wings and fly, go on some grand adventure. but a cage is good too, right? it protects you from harm, keeps you in line, and gives you a place to live.
i was locked in a cage. it was a bastard cage with bastard bars. as i realized i was dreaming the bars dissolved and i was free. free to fly like i have many times before, though this time without bat wings. Those were nice but left me feeling empty. This time i can awaken as a true individual.
I was on a cage the other day. I was alone, I was sad. Why am I here? I asked myself. I want to be out. To be free, to be happy and be with others…
when you find your self helpless, lonely and confined, its a situation when you feel you are in a cage, even when you are surrounded by a thousand people. even kings have to be in cage sometimes, lions are also kept in cage. so it is something by which no one can save him self
cages are scarry dark places that my dog seems to get traped in occasionaly. its metal and hard and i kinda am afraid of them now that i think about it. who thought of the word cage?
Rage cage will stop the phase. I enjoy good times with people my age. Keep them coming for me to enjoy. Until I graduate and have to be employed.
I don’t live in a cage. My household has complete freedom and my sister and i can do whatever we want. This is not because our parents are “cool” or lenient. They have no backbone and drink all of their problems away after 4pm. I wish that my house had a little bit more structure and that i had some rules. It’s no fun for a teenager to have to discipline herself.