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Life in an egg shell




I fell from the branch of life

Falling through the air

Till I crash land on the floor

As my yoke splatters everywhere



My shell, a broken barrier

Locked me in with no air

Till I broke free, I thought I was free

But there are cages everywhere



Life's a metaphor for dignity

But now I' broken on the floor

Crushed under the weigh

And I'm rotten to the core



Even if I had wings

They would be clipped at birth

Never was I able to fly

Or even tried to surf



I tried to ride the rails

To a road called nowhere

But it stopped at the bridge

That wasn't even there



In this cage called life

My soul is trapped forever more

The only time I was free

Was when I was a yoke splattered on the floor.
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All poems included here are just first draft's. I hadn't written poetry for a few years, so to polish my art and find my muse I posted some quickly written poems on these pages so I could see your response. It has helped me by reading your reviews about my poems (all of which I have taken into consideration) all comments have helped me improve my work a great deal. Thank you. I realy enjoy reading all your poems. I find some very insperational, some very heart felt, some very deep, which has helped me to push myself and dig deeper. Very deep, on some occasions. So my own poetry has vastly improved- since I have joined this sight, it has certainly helps splur me on. Thank You for all your imput and replies, please keep it up. It has helped educate me and make me a better writer. So if you would like to read more of my poems (the ones I've taken time over, polished them, played with them, worked on them till they truly worked)for your pleasure I have now with confidence published my own book. A MEASUREMENT OF THE MIND, POEMS OF LIFE AND LOVE. its available on ebook at Amazon. Thank You. more…

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