Mirakee
Birdcage
On my way to some place
I passed a pet store
I saw four pretty cages hung outside
Resplendent in red and a brilliant blue
Homes for birds we like to call 'pets'.
We profess to love them but I ask,
How much?
Enough to brush their wings but not let them fly?
To free them from the tyranny of pet houses
But cage them instead?
Why I wonder? Is it because
We see us in those birds?
The truth that we too are living in cages of our own settles in our eyes
Like the dust of the day that won't leave until the night.
Cages painted pretty with desires, useless ones more thickly used than the useful ones
We are trapped, in the simplest of terms,
Within the cagebars of our own mindless behavior
The ficklemindedness of our own brains
Locking us up in a limitless slavery
Of repeated actions and regret.
On a fine day a stranger may walk up to your porch
And taking pity on the bird you've loved so dearly
Will open the cage and let the bird out
The bird will fly out, take dips in its marble bath that you built
And fly away to where it truly belongs
Leaving you behind, bitter and blistering,
You will know nothing of the stranger who tiptoed behind you
And set the bird, you so desired, free
But tell me, who will come for us?
Who shall set us free?
Or are we doomed, forever,
To flap our wings with the illusion of flying,
Whilst remaining nothing more than a shadow
In the splitting rays of the sun that shall rise and set
Way beyond our own birdcages?
©Prexa
#cages
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d_prexa
1w
Read More"Whether you’re beaten or pampered, fed the best foods or starved, kept in filth or kept clean, a cage is still a cage."
- Anne Bishop, Written in Red.
#desires #cages #breakfree #poetry #mirakee #pod
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sazz_yyy
42w
Locked inside our cage..
It is now the monsoon; And spring now changed into the past.
Time is running continuously, Where we are still locked inside our cage.
Even if it is unlocked, we will be locked behind those huge bars by our own decisions...
We strongly agreed Because we are afraid; We don't dare to fight.
©sazz_yyy -
faulty_puppet
43w
Ghar (Home)
Yeh hai har kahaani ki shuruat
Yehi hai har qisse ki pehli pehchaan
Rango me lapete, deewaron me chupein
Najaane kitne panne aur baatein anjaan
Yehi hai saara maa-baap ka pyaar
Achchi seekh, sabak, asha aur ummeed ki char deewar
Yehi to bane the woh rishtein
Jinhe kehte hai hum aaj langotiyaan yaar
Kehte hai log mera ghar tha adhoora
Papa aur mere beech woh ghar tha phala-phoola
Deewaron me daag the, the kuch rooh me bhi
Woh ghar hi kya jisme ho na aansu aur khushi
Papa k haath ka khana tha roz
Seekha ek dusre ko samhaalna roz
Tha wahaan bhagwaan ka basera bhi
Sar jhukatein the unke charno me roz
Woh ghar ab bhi apni neev par khada hai
Meri saari yaadein daraaron me chupakar
Usse dur hu fir bhi hu atoot
Utne hi dararein apni hasi me chupakar
Rishta tha gehra par toota kachche dhaage sa
Yaadein thi bohot par bikhra toote kaanch sa
Jo awaazein thi sannaaton me kho gayi
Jo vishwas tha rab pe, uska bhi koi nishaan nahi
Raha kaafi deewaron k beech, woh the ghar nahi
Aur bhi yaadein bani, par un jaisa mazboot nahi
Khali sa hai ghar mera, khali sa hu mai
Pinjde me hu mai hi pinjda, mera ab koi ghar nahi
©the_prabhashish -
jasirah
47w
Lilith
Almost tangible,
Visible and there.
Moving, asserting
Claiming its declare.
Ablaze lay houses,
Swelter, losing fear.
Nomads scrabble,
Looking for share.
Smothering the harlot.
Her forgotten bird cages,
With dead doves, resisting,
Left unattended,
On some burning sill.
Who cried that night,
Are not sleeping, still.
False truths, fantasies,
And such witty will.
Scratched skins,
Graves left unfilled.
Lost, invisible, unseen,
Broken houses, petrified.
Massacred natheless rescued.
Through windows
With burned muntins,
Followed gazes.
"She's a monster,
Hence, banished."
Jasirah -
Collapse
It felt heavy,
bearing that feeling
to let go of you
to let myself out
of the cages
you put me in.
I thought I needed
that closure from you,
and stepped outside
that stifling cage
only to see myself
c o l l a p s e.
©conclusive_beginning -
sherrys_poetry_space
77w
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#brownskingirl #melaninloving #BlackQueen #blackgirlthings #loveme #livingitwithGod #Godislove #Godisgood #blessed #godsplan #Godfirst #pray #prayerworks #husbandwaiting #wifeinthewaiting #wifeymaterial��
#speakintoexistence #prayonit���� #lovethislifeofours #loveyourself #takingitdaybydayCages
Growing and change can be hard
But noticing the little cages you are in⛓
I can tell I've been asking the wrong ones
Wrong ones to my heart, friendship& dignity ♀️
I built a cage around them all
Breaking free has been so testing
But breaking piece by peace ♀️
Dropping chains each day can be tiring
Realizing the power I've given away
I want it back all of it
When you are comfortable with ways
Ways that are toxic and needy
That wont lead me to God or be sacred to my husband
That I'd tell my daughter not do & have made me shameful to myself
As I grow and start to reflect
I have wavered off my path of dreams
I have no regrets they have taught me
To look in the mirror and accept the ugly and beautiful things
More about me and life & most of all to LOVE ME
I'm not perfect but I'm fucking amazing
I'm building myself and my little empire
Cocoa butter skin, patched heart I'm here for it all -
zaan74
90w
Read MoreUnlimited refill?
#love #lovestory #heart #cages #limited #unlimited #complicatedfeelings #womenofpoetry #india #uae #writerscommunity #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #poetscommunity #untwineme.india #writersofmirakee #writer #poetess @mirakeeapp #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork @poetrytribe #poetrytribe @untwineme.india
Follow @zaan74 on @mirakeeappTheir little hearts
Lie about the love they hold.
Love doesn't live in cages.
Farah Naaz -
kay_asmund
101w
The Sparrow and The Macaw
A sparrow, small and dour,
Slipped through the bars of the aviary
To gorge on seed and scatter fruit.
'What are you doing here?'
A voice sneered
And in a bluster of wings
A great hooked beak appeared.
The sparrow fled to a safe distance
To watch the macaw strut
And eye her with distrust.
'There's food here,' she called back,
'More than enough
To take my small fill
Without affecting you much'.
'Small or not, it's not for you'
Hissed the parrot,
Spreading wings of princely blue.
'Are there sunflower seeds and banana chips in your wilderness?
No? I thought not.
And so you do not belong in my cage.
You are wild because you cannot beguile
The human folk as I can.
What man would put you in an aviary
To look at and treasure? None.
And so you are destined to remain
In that diseased state
Of perpetual flight.'
The sparrow had heard quite enough.
And so, without waiting to bid him 'adieu',
She flew out and into the endless blue.
(Based on PΔR Suede's prompt on Poetizer)
©kay_asmund -
shoumeet_saha_poetry
103w
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Caged Heart...
They say our hearts are trapped inside
our ribcages disguised as protection,
But have we ever realized that
the ribcages were never a problem,
But our hearts trapped behind
the cages of our feelings being denied...
©shoumeet_saha_poetry -
amrinderkaur
106w
The Final Call
In the cages where rods are evil,
You trap the innocent souls,
Why can't differ an angel and a devil?
The masks worn deceive so well.
Being friends was good until it helped,
Broken diamonds begun to be better,
You watched them die and clapped,
The hurting snows were never thawed.
Stop being wicked, let babies crawl,
Accountable nurturing bad deeds, one and all
Will have to answer for your sins,
Be aware when God makes the final call.
©amrinderkaurgill -
Caged
How can a caged bird fly so free, when it's heart is trapped in a cage of flesh
©midnightwanderings -
magicalmystery
118w
Be Wild With Me
People walked everywhere before cars.
Now we can hardly stand for three hours.
But I'm not included in that "we", for I have started walking more and more for my own benefits.
We in America live in a society where movement is no longer necessary. Machines do everything so our brains work less: it takes years of practice to learn how to build a fire with sticks, but only a second to flick a lighter with your thumb.
The wonder of nature is lost to the neon colors and lights of our screens. We can't even hear the birds anymore.
We don't even try to.
Animals are so smart in a hundred ways that we don't know about. Think about it: if you were born in a mill and sold to live in a cage, your intelligence would depend on the activities your owner allows you to take part in. Otherwise, you circulate in that cage in a pattern of madness.
We stunt our pets intellectual growth by caging them, by showing them nothing but doses of affection mixed with angry shouts and scoldings. We treat our pets like pets, when they should have never been caught in the first place.
Animals in the wild are much smarter than the ones in cages at petstores. But the ones in labs are even more so, because they are given tests which challenge their pattern of thoughts and behaviors, but most likely in a cruel way.
So which are we? We are not wild people. Not anymore. We don't live like people that need to survive. We live in comfort, our only quarrels being those in our household or those at our jobs. So we with either in a caged lifestyle, or a laboratory lifestyle.
But we need to go back to our roots, before our ancestors roots are all dug up and paved over in concrete.
Never forget where you came from (whatever your definition of this may be); we are all walking different paths in our lives, but we've grown accustomed to sitting down far too long.
Stand up and howl, you dogs behind fences; bite the hand that feeds you and start feeding yourself.
Let's form packs of like-minded individuals: those of us who no longer want to be caged or ran through mazes.
Let's be like lions and show the sheep what true pride really means; let us all be wild and free.
We were never meant to be tame.
©magicalmystery -
Hope in a cage
I see myself on the street,
I dream through madness
She is what I hold on to,
For only a fool would trust you, and I do.
Perhaps we shall both never truly bond
Though we could be neighbours.
Yet all the hope of the world will not mend,
We will break but we shall not bend.
I've turned my back and will not see you,
I don't think I ever will again.
I would live the next house over
But would never knock on your door.
©myles_mayer -
muskan_potter
120w
Read MoreJust because something flies doesn't means it always has wings♥♥
#writerstolli #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #wings #cages #heartOur hearts are rebellious creatures
That's why our ribs are cages.
©muskan_potter60 20 12
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Families are cages fortified with emotional extortion and abuse.
Cages we call home, because we grew up in it...
©of_fernweh8 2
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ashhar
I personally feel ,
I get saturated in this cage .
I want to break & fly
But my mother & father spend
All his life to built this. - of_fernweh @ashhar I think most of us feel that. But we wait in captivity, for time to run its course... By the time the cages disintegrate we would have a made one of our own , to keep someone else.
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ashhar
I personally feel ,
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zindagiin2lines
126w
ताक पर न रख,
बुलबुल की वफादारी,
पिंजरों ने भी देखे,
सपने उड़ने के।
©zindagiin2lines -
narrador
126w
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#motivation #inspiration #escape #sky #day #sunny #funny #break #cages #dark #clouds #shy #afraidBREAK THE CAGE
The day is quite sunny
an abundant supply of good things
some sights are damn funny.
Break the cages of sky
escape the dark clouds of fog
dont be afraid, don't be shy.
©narrador -
rashmi_world
127w
Read More"There is a strange silence inside me
Thick layers of mist are all around wherever I see
Cages are open and birds are free
But they didn't found joy even in the branches of a tree
Buildings and structures are stood up high
But dryness is in the ground and in the sky
All the pleasures and beauty are gone so far away
Fear has captured me now and everything is falling into dismay."
#fog #pod #wod #silence #mist #strange #layers #cages #birds #free #joy #branches #tree #buildings #structures #high #dryness #ground #sky #pleasures #beauty #far #fear #captured #dismay
@mirakeeMist and silence
©rashmi_world47 3 1
- fakir_ka_beta Perfect Quote
- rashmi_world @amit_ke_alfaz thanks ☺
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feather_of_peace
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alhernika
129w
Incarcerate
We incarcerate ourselves in cages
designed for emotions to suffocate
©alhernika -
scribbles_of_chaos
131w
Read MoreSeeing her smile despite all the aggression that she kept within her fooled me so well.. I thought she was really in love with me just like how she used to be from the very first day we felt it that way.. Her obsessiveness over how she would always be there for me seemed that it would be forever.. There were days when she could cry but she did not and showed me how strong she wants her to be despite how weak I knew she was.. But I never gave up.. I had my egos..they were bad I know..but I had them..
I loved her.. I loved her so much.. Maybe the way I love is not that kind a girl would die for.. but I know I loved her true and deep.. And you would not believe me when I say that even I didn't know I could love that way.. Its true.. earlier I was dumb.. I was obsessive.. possesive.. jealous.. demanding.. obnoxious..
I, as she said, caged her in ways a girl would never stand for.. but she did.. she stood right there staring me in my eye as I gave her all pain and felt it was pleasurable.. I am sorry.. it's all but too late.. I know..
And that is what broke my heart.. because she stood there when she did not had to.. she stood there when I never expected she would.. and I turned all over-confident and all so sure that this girl can never leave me.. I was wrong.. and it was all my mistakes I know.. At times when I must have thought with my heart I couldn't help but crave for things my skin made me urge for..
I am sorry that my sorry was never enough to let you know I was really sorry.. I am sorry to myself because what I once had was something possibly I'll never get again.. no girl's gonna be foolish as you were.. to stand still and smile when all in you turned numb..
I was childish..yes I know I was.. I did not know that the things I did could hurt you in ways I never understood..
And when you said you have to let go of us..let go of me.. I cried.. I cried because I thought you could never see me cry.. but you didn't change your mind.. I threw all my anger at you and cursed you bad..but you didn't utter a word..it did hurt you.. after all that you went through I didn't least have the right to swear at you I know.. but I was broken hearted..
Because I was a spoilt but broken little kid locked within a boy with urges of all kind.. I couldn't help the beast I was..
I am sorry.. I know all this would not mean much now..
But then again.. I am sorry..
After all as you always used to tell me with that caring stare..
I was..and I am still broke and helpless..and it would take me time to learn living without you..
©scribbles_of_chaos
#writersnetwork #writingprompts #broke #breakups #him #her #lettinggo #tears #cages #shells #urges #beast @writersnetwork(read caption)
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After all as you always used to tell me with that caring stare..
I was..and I am still broke and helpless..and it would take me time to learn living without you..
©scribbles_of_chaos
