PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I am like

that caged animal

that sings in spite

its captivity

I exist between

4 walls of oblivion

in a false realm

of literature

with the wisdom

of philosophers denied

hearing no voice

speak subtle words

enveloped with jewels

of incandescent light

fired up 

into imaginary fields

Enter flame

cautiously—

at one’s own risk

so to speak

what else said?

Not much else

can be known

for sure that

was a given

we knew all along