Caged bird

It corrodes,like a pinch of salt on a charred red wound.

The caged bird wept,
For the promises not kept.
Charred feathers in her wings,
Death's knell is heard when she sings.
The bars of cage,
Veins ablaze.
It subdued her intensity,
For subjected she was to doom's eternity.
The voice from her throat hitched,
Her fate and destiny were glitched.
From losing her identity,
To surviving till infinity.
She was not sad but numb,
To her injuries,she was about to succumb.
Just a reassuring hand she sought,
With tears in her eyes,she fought.

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

An incredibly compelling poem about the often shackled human spirit, either by our own minds or others' behaviors. You've superbly conveyed pain and despair but also strength and resilience... "With tears in her eyes, she fought." The fight inside us is evidence hope remains, even if only a trace. Nice work.

[Mikku]

Thanks a lot

[Zyphril]

Emotionally compelling piece of writing. From the aspect of a caged bird, to the feeling of being silenced in a world that would rather snuff you out than let you live. It's poignant. I appreciate the effort put in and the amount of yourself you placed into this poem. I do want to mention the rhyming as well. Nicely done. The flow of the poem was also pretty solid. Some syllable alterations could make it be silky smooth but it works fine the way it is now.

Good job with the artistry here.

[Mikku]

Thanks a lot

[Najam Us Saher]

Wow. I am speechless. This poem can be a metaphor of many things, loved the symbolism of a caged bird. This is a fine example of a perfect piece with a thought provoking message and rhyme.

[Mikku]

Thanks a lot

[Najam Us Saher]

You're welcome.