The bird sits in the cage wishing to be out. It sees the other birds flying freely around. If someone comes and opens the cage, he will fly. It may offer some comfort knowing that there is always food and water available, yet he still wants to fly.
Candy
feels like home. there is nothing like being unable to leave a prison made of your own construction.
kumi
birds are cool. They are very Colorful. They Eat seeds And they Sing Beautiful Songs. Tigers Like in Cages. They are locked up. Lions are done to the same. They are very Cute
Anu
The bird was in the cage. Wings flapping but no way to soar. I wonder if he knew there was freedom beyond those bars. I wonder if he had experienced it and wished it that way now.
cindy pegram
A cage is a confining intsrument. It’s meant to keep people down, it takes away their freedoms, many people have cages in their everyday life. A cage is different to everyone.
Morgan
I’m trapped in a cage… how do i get out?
I feel like a dog, just sitting here, nowhere to go because my owner think’s im misbehaving. This is horrible, I have a soul too.
Jocelynne
I saw the cage in the center of the room, the lions roaring fiercely form inside. Fear rushed through my veins, pulsing loudly in my ears. My face paled, and I knew death was coming quickly. My worst fear realized, and all I could think about was my family. Would they be okay without me there to guide them? They needed me.
Chelsea
so cage rhymes mith my name. i feel like im in a cage. my partens keep me in one. its rough. i cant go anywhere. my friends drive me around. they say its out of love. they are crazy. its frustrationg. i hate it. no one invites me out cause i usually cant come.
paige
My heart in a cage,
pounding away for ever.
no one understands.
Cage Haiku, about my life.
Hope
the cage would be nice if it had bubbles inside. Also, if we put a lot of crayon drawings and watercolor paintings. I would surely want to live in one. The panther cries in the cage.
red
the only time that I saw him looking down was the day we found him locked in a cage.
He was placed there to recover from a foot operation and he needed to be still,
nevertheless it was a profound moment .
caty
A cage is the place where the gogo dancers do their thing. They could just as easily dance upon a stage, but the stage would be just as much impeding their movements, so the cage is more honest.
Janice Lind
I know why the caged bird sings, do you? Maya Angelou likes birds and she has a child out of wedlock. I was supposed to read that book, but I read until I had enough to write the paper for my class.
Cara
he thought that he was trapped, but he wasn’t. the cage he had built for himself. he didn’t know how to get out, in fact he didn’t even know how he got in. he thought and thought and thought but never understood. he was a silly boy.
samantha
Cage, Nicholas Cage, Caged Animals, okay, that is really all that I thought off right off the bat and depending on how you look at it, both of those could be very depressing. Hm, oh well. Times up.
KatOfDiamonds
a place where we put birds so they don’t escape, they look like prison cells only smaller and they have that wooden stick on which the bird can stand, it’s used for cats dogs lizards frogs hamsters etc etc too
Jneem
Parenthesis, space between spaces. Thougths die with thoughts.
Kaizar
I felt like an animal at a zoo, the network of firm wires keeping locked in my tiny space like a kennel at a dog pound. The cloaked figures examining me were the potential buyers.
“And you say she can generate this energy at a whim? Whenever she wants?”
“Yessir.”
A grin. “I’ll take it.”
Rachael
in the words of Pink Floyd; Did you exchange a walkon part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Yes, sadly I did.
alisa haller
Cage, my bird lives in a cage and we’ve had her for about 6 years now and we used to just leave her in there because she was mean and didn’t socialize with people well and now we let her out all the time and she is starting to be better with people and flies to people more. Shows birds shouldn’t be locked in their cages all the time.
nat
I found myself at the bottom, enmeshed with the newspaper clippings and feces of the others who came before me. Nausea. Dread. How did I let this happen?
Matt
there was a cage and we all had to sit in it. There wasn’t a choice, and some people didn’t mind, but i did. I couldn’t sit there and be happy about it, like they could. There were bars and wires and cement floors, and they sat in the middle like it was a campfire, and I sat in the corner like it was a prison. I’m not a bird, not a caged bird, I can’t do this like they can. It doesn’t make sense.
Jessica
A cage is a locked area where the birds, and animals cannot be free. They try to communicate with the outside world with no luck.. only a sound releases from there mouths that no human can understand.
Erica
Locked in a caged cell, can’t get out. My food rations run out. Most likely my last message to the outside world. Tell my kids I love them, and that I fell asleep. Except Derek, tell him I died valiantly, he was always fascinated by war.
Paul
i was caged, caged in fear for the unknown. Where was i going? what was i to do? the fear is drowning me. I cannot live like this. i must go on but how.
david
A caged lion is stacking it’s prey. His keeper. An old man in a red frak. He taunts his prey. He plays with him. The keeper is scared at this point. He knows he won’t make it out alive this time.
The lion pounces on the old man and misses him by inches…he lands and turns around; bares his teeth…
Rose Daniels
A cage can be a prison or a sanctuary, if you think about it. It can keep us trapped inside, away from the outside world. But some cages are meant to protect the animal inside of it as well. Cages at the zoo aren’t only meant to prevent escape, they area also meant to keep humans from entering the cage and harming the animals inside.
There are many songs comparing the artists to caged birds. I think perhaps cages often have a very negative view on life.
Emily
Scratching, clawing. The beast is trying to escape.
Melody Grace
I was stuck in a ge and I didn’t know how to get out. I was banging around all insdie it and I felt like a lion. Where was I going? Was this cage on a train? Was I in the circus? What ismy cage made of? Do I have the key? Who has the key? Have I locked myself in this cage?
I can see through the bars. I want to be on the outside.
Angela
The cage closes in around me.
The cage that wyou want to put around me, the cage to trap me, to make me yours.
You were pushing too fast the first time, and the second time, don’t get me started.
The cage is going to stop you from getting to me, not keeping me to you.
Everything that you wanted from me, you can’t have. I’m not the right man for you, hell, I wasn’t the right man for you then, how can I be now.
Jangles
she shut the door with a slam. only darkness beyond these wire walls now. i can hear her heavy step as she walks slowly, meticulously from the room.
dan
The cage bars loomed above the small brown head that stared straight through them hollowly. He had finally landed himself in jail, just for hanging out with the people that were probably maybe not his friends at all but –
angelina
I’m anonymously annoyed that yesterday gave so many duplicate entries for ‘assume’, including mine.
That having been said, the cage that I’m typing these words inside is approximately five inches of width and three inches high with a navy blue border. Never noticed that.
Myona
inside it, inside me, inside out, upside down. which is which? I’m in one, or I am one. Or I’m both, which creates what the cage itself is. Which is which? Which is what? Witches win. Never touch me again. I can’t get out, so you can’t get in. Right? If I can’t see you, you can’t see me. This is so wrong. Inside out, outside in.
sol
locked in a cage with nothing to do. How can i slave away with so much in store for me. I lustfully long for the touch of past, as i shamefully regret that it didn’t last.
Gregg
A bird in a cage. A lion in a cage. Prison cells..erotic dancers. “My Body Is A Cage” by Arcade Fire. When one is trapped.
M
It was filled with birds of all sizes and colours packed to the edges with fluttering wings and squawks for freedom. How could these creatures designed and decorated by a divine paintbrush be caged and locked within the confines of this space. Inteneded to be free and roam the mountains and the valleys, the pastures and the plains voices crying to be heard in the open air.
Janine
lined with newpapers written words from yesterday i wait for the free bird to come back and find nothing but cat hair upon a traitorous sleeve. where do blue birds fly when they leave their cages empty?
becca loo
birds rabbits alone trapped scared frightened freed stuck abandoned saved
black dark scarry, afraid. lonesome. savior, saving.
The bird sits in the cage wishing to be out. It sees the other birds flying freely around. If someone comes and opens the cage, he will fly. It may offer some comfort knowing that there is always food and water available, yet he still wants to fly.
feels like home. there is nothing like being unable to leave a prison made of your own construction.
birds are cool. They are very Colorful. They Eat seeds And they Sing Beautiful Songs. Tigers Like in Cages. They are locked up. Lions are done to the same. They are very Cute
The bird was in the cage. Wings flapping but no way to soar. I wonder if he knew there was freedom beyond those bars. I wonder if he had experienced it and wished it that way now.
A cage is a confining intsrument. It’s meant to keep people down, it takes away their freedoms, many people have cages in their everyday life. A cage is different to everyone.
I’m trapped in a cage… how do i get out?
I feel like a dog, just sitting here, nowhere to go because my owner think’s im misbehaving. This is horrible, I have a soul too.
I saw the cage in the center of the room, the lions roaring fiercely form inside. Fear rushed through my veins, pulsing loudly in my ears. My face paled, and I knew death was coming quickly. My worst fear realized, and all I could think about was my family. Would they be okay without me there to guide them? They needed me.
so cage rhymes mith my name. i feel like im in a cage. my partens keep me in one. its rough. i cant go anywhere. my friends drive me around. they say its out of love. they are crazy. its frustrationg. i hate it. no one invites me out cause i usually cant come.
My heart in a cage,
pounding away for ever.
no one understands.
Cage Haiku, about my life.
the cage would be nice if it had bubbles inside. Also, if we put a lot of crayon drawings and watercolor paintings. I would surely want to live in one. The panther cries in the cage.
the only time that I saw him looking down was the day we found him locked in a cage.
He was placed there to recover from a foot operation and he needed to be still,
nevertheless it was a profound moment .
A cage is the place where the gogo dancers do their thing. They could just as easily dance upon a stage, but the stage would be just as much impeding their movements, so the cage is more honest.
I know why the caged bird sings, do you? Maya Angelou likes birds and she has a child out of wedlock. I was supposed to read that book, but I read until I had enough to write the paper for my class.
he thought that he was trapped, but he wasn’t. the cage he had built for himself. he didn’t know how to get out, in fact he didn’t even know how he got in. he thought and thought and thought but never understood. he was a silly boy.
Cage, Nicholas Cage, Caged Animals, okay, that is really all that I thought off right off the bat and depending on how you look at it, both of those could be very depressing. Hm, oh well. Times up.
a place where we put birds so they don’t escape, they look like prison cells only smaller and they have that wooden stick on which the bird can stand, it’s used for cats dogs lizards frogs hamsters etc etc too
Parenthesis, space between spaces. Thougths die with thoughts.
I felt like an animal at a zoo, the network of firm wires keeping locked in my tiny space like a kennel at a dog pound. The cloaked figures examining me were the potential buyers.
“And you say she can generate this energy at a whim? Whenever she wants?”
“Yessir.”
A grin. “I’ll take it.”
in the words of Pink Floyd; Did you exchange a walkon part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Yes, sadly I did.
Cage, my bird lives in a cage and we’ve had her for about 6 years now and we used to just leave her in there because she was mean and didn’t socialize with people well and now we let her out all the time and she is starting to be better with people and flies to people more. Shows birds shouldn’t be locked in their cages all the time.
I found myself at the bottom, enmeshed with the newspaper clippings and feces of the others who came before me. Nausea. Dread. How did I let this happen?
there was a cage and we all had to sit in it. There wasn’t a choice, and some people didn’t mind, but i did. I couldn’t sit there and be happy about it, like they could. There were bars and wires and cement floors, and they sat in the middle like it was a campfire, and I sat in the corner like it was a prison. I’m not a bird, not a caged bird, I can’t do this like they can. It doesn’t make sense.
A cage is a locked area where the birds, and animals cannot be free. They try to communicate with the outside world with no luck.. only a sound releases from there mouths that no human can understand.
Locked in a caged cell, can’t get out. My food rations run out. Most likely my last message to the outside world. Tell my kids I love them, and that I fell asleep. Except Derek, tell him I died valiantly, he was always fascinated by war.
i was caged, caged in fear for the unknown. Where was i going? what was i to do? the fear is drowning me. I cannot live like this. i must go on but how.
A caged lion is stacking it’s prey. His keeper. An old man in a red frak. He taunts his prey. He plays with him. The keeper is scared at this point. He knows he won’t make it out alive this time.
The lion pounces on the old man and misses him by inches…he lands and turns around; bares his teeth…
A cage can be a prison or a sanctuary, if you think about it. It can keep us trapped inside, away from the outside world. But some cages are meant to protect the animal inside of it as well. Cages at the zoo aren’t only meant to prevent escape, they area also meant to keep humans from entering the cage and harming the animals inside.
There are many songs comparing the artists to caged birds. I think perhaps cages often have a very negative view on life.
Scratching, clawing. The beast is trying to escape.
I was stuck in a ge and I didn’t know how to get out. I was banging around all insdie it and I felt like a lion. Where was I going? Was this cage on a train? Was I in the circus? What ismy cage made of? Do I have the key? Who has the key? Have I locked myself in this cage?
I can see through the bars. I want to be on the outside.
The cage closes in around me.
The cage that wyou want to put around me, the cage to trap me, to make me yours.
You were pushing too fast the first time, and the second time, don’t get me started.
The cage is going to stop you from getting to me, not keeping me to you.
Everything that you wanted from me, you can’t have. I’m not the right man for you, hell, I wasn’t the right man for you then, how can I be now.
she shut the door with a slam. only darkness beyond these wire walls now. i can hear her heavy step as she walks slowly, meticulously from the room.
The cage bars loomed above the small brown head that stared straight through them hollowly. He had finally landed himself in jail, just for hanging out with the people that were probably maybe not his friends at all but –
I’m anonymously annoyed that yesterday gave so many duplicate entries for ‘assume’, including mine.
That having been said, the cage that I’m typing these words inside is approximately five inches of width and three inches high with a navy blue border. Never noticed that.
inside it, inside me, inside out, upside down. which is which? I’m in one, or I am one. Or I’m both, which creates what the cage itself is. Which is which? Which is what? Witches win. Never touch me again. I can’t get out, so you can’t get in. Right? If I can’t see you, you can’t see me. This is so wrong. Inside out, outside in.
locked in a cage with nothing to do. How can i slave away with so much in store for me. I lustfully long for the touch of past, as i shamefully regret that it didn’t last.
A bird in a cage. A lion in a cage. Prison cells..erotic dancers. “My Body Is A Cage” by Arcade Fire. When one is trapped.
It was filled with birds of all sizes and colours packed to the edges with fluttering wings and squawks for freedom. How could these creatures designed and decorated by a divine paintbrush be caged and locked within the confines of this space. Inteneded to be free and roam the mountains and the valleys, the pastures and the plains voices crying to be heard in the open air.
lined with newpapers written words from yesterday i wait for the free bird to come back and find nothing but cat hair upon a traitorous sleeve. where do blue birds fly when they leave their cages empty?
birds rabbits alone trapped scared frightened freed stuck abandoned saved
black dark scarry, afraid. lonesome. savior, saving.
Locked in here
Without resort
No retort
Life