She’s a restless bird
inside a cage
with fragile bones
and broken wings
her eyes were pierced
by her lover’s sting
still
she trusts
though she cannot see
her beak was tied
by her lover’s string
still
she waits
to be set free
silently
she weeps
like the moon
does the sea
begging him
please
*let the caged bird sing.

Someone please help me set free
The poet that resides within me
It's so hard to put my thoughts to pen
Even if I can now and then

All I can do is write from the heart
But it's difficult to know where to start
When I lack the creative spark
And its tearing me apart

So I fall back on these rhyming tools
Play the fool, trying to be cool
It's hard to write poetry
When I cant even see
What's inside the real me

And I swam against the stream;
Swept by currents and hit rocks,
But I swam against the stream.

Yesterday
A man who was carrying his belly and
Taking it everywhere he went
Bought my childhood
Father smirked
Mother went after the kettle's whistle
Till the cup's rim
Got used to the room's temperature
Today
The door was the shield
Against the attack of my book bag,
And behind that, my legs were dancing
The windows recognize
The exciting passionless kisses
Among clouds of chaos
Faster than any bicycles,
Leaving with trucks
Tomorrow
I would buy a newspaper
Searching for a name for myself

Written by
Keikavoos Yakideh