I am the only one
Who never departs
Unremarked
Each morning I enter
Precisely as I passed
And each night I fall
Negligent into the same
Faithful vestibule
Like a catatonic monk
If it were another’s madness
I would be more obliging
A sympathizing prophet
Willing to claim or dismiss
(Weather permitting)
But so long as the reflection
Is mine cowardice persists
And so long as a cage exists
There is always a tenet
Brimming with fatal intent
And all the money in
The world could not make
The exterior any greener
Than the interior permits
The earth is a cage of sorts
And we stand here reckless
Certain of only one thing
That to clear a passage
For growth is to habituate
To another level of pain
Cages are akin to the things that hold us that prevent us from growth and experience. In the end though it is up to ourselves to break free to explore our true selves. As long as we let pain govern our days we stay stuck where we are. You have given me a lot to think about Yves, very well done.
Thank you so much Michael! You have given me much to think on as well
Nice poem, in life you have to try to get in and out of the cage that society has assigned us !!
It can be tough but we must be ourselves
what is inside often dictates what we see on the outside…
how we feel about ourselves will often dictate our life…
that is truth
Thanks Brian XD
We all live in our own little cages, wanting to be free, yet………….
I certainly have a cage, I have a lot of fears and almost no self-confidence
Now is a good a time as any to start bending the cage bars just a little bit……
It is and I am trying
Amazing poem! Your last two lines are breathtaking.
Awww thank you Lisa
Love the last stanza. You are an uber talented poet and you have much to be confident about, Yves. X
That is so sweet of you to say Bianca (hugs)