Chained

I think everyone feels like this at one time or another.

I feel like a bird, chained to a branch.
I want to fly free, but I don’t have the chance.

Like a worm’s very nature, I want to dive deep.
but worm can’t dig through solid concrete.

Like the donkey chasing the carrot up front.
As fast as he runs, he doesn’t catch up.

As a child did you ever pull the wings off a fly?
Without its wings, it might as well die.

I feel like I’m chained, not allowed to run free.
Here in my prison, how do I be me?

Reviews

[A. Amos]

I really felt your word, pain and sense of your soul stuck somewhere in between....words can be so powerful that is your poetry my friend. Thank you for sharing..

[Vyctm]

This is a excellent poem. All of the rhymes and similes (I think thats what they're called) make it a beautiful work of art.

[Cherrie Palmer]

very clever with a good use of ryhme