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How strange a tide… apathetic to its core.
Novichok in the system — we’ve already hit the floor.
Not without warning for the interested few.
Sure, indigo on the spectrum, but black in our view.
Our prophets are wary, lamenting for the lot.
The glass thicker than ever: they’re forced to watch them rot.
Let’s not dilute it over biscuits and tea.
We’re addicted to passion; it drains both you and me.
Quit cold turkey; we’ll wither and die within the week.
We blew past the sabbath; so muddle on and be meek.
Telephone the skies, but the network is full:
We put off the harvest — our calls all but null.
“Don’t think just breathe and wait for the pull of the plug.”
There’s a way, truth, and life; but deafness is the most popular drug.
Our water is muddy; the dolls’ overjoyed.
Reject all the falsehoods; their eyes shimmer from the void.
I’m here to remind you there’s more than you think.
Dead end paths are common; they want you to sink.
Exist behind ego and you’ll miss the horizon.
Perspective’s a gift if you’re looking to wisen.
Races aren’t games for an aspiring professional.
Throw out your excuses you don’t need a confessional.
There’s anguish in the conviction; you’ll be forced to commit.
But sleep-walking is pervasive; few actually submit.
I am encased in oppressive flesh,
Tissues that restrict my transcendent nature.

If it weren’t for this burdensome cage
I’d evaporate and roll over the city with the clouds.
Azulene Azulia Jun 2019
This wicked world,
Is where I grew up.
Hated the crowd,
But I don't give up.
People stab me right in the heart,
And act like they are hurt.
Feeling this for ages,
Been living in the cages.
Dream Jun 2019
Your mind is confined in cages built by your own insecurities.
Gabby Dec 2018
Hearts are wild creatures. They don't do well with rules and are rarely willing to compromise. They are illogical in what they feel. The emotions they bear are quite intense. They break easily, but can be difficult to unearth. They can be gentle, compassionate, understanding, comforting, and delicate. Other times, a raging storm, burning with passion, aggressive, cold, and unforgiving. The emotions wage war and can be deadly. Maybe this is why hearts are kept in cages
be grateful for the things you have
like it or not this is what you have


Muhammed Emin KUŞASLAN
Check out my first book "Light In The Darkness" on Amazon.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1654110132
Hey guys.. Thank you for reading.

To see "#10" and my other poetries you can check this link. It is my poetry blog.
https://muhammedeminkusaslan.blogspot.com/

My instagram: @eminkusaslan

Take care -E
hiding in your own lines
you're terrified of your own lies
hear me, you're just alright
fitting in the world, that's right

stand up now, there is no time
for you, you need to be all fine
no insecure for your own ride
no cages for your pure heart


Muhammed Emin KUŞASLAN
Check out my first book "Light In The Darkness" on Amazon.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1654110132
Hey guys.. Thank you for reading.

To see "No Cages and "No Cages 2" and also my other poetries you can check this link.
https://muhammedeminkusaslan.blogspot.com/

My instagram: @eminkusaslan

Take care -E
Jade Jan 2019
Dark curly hair, swirling brown eyes, flawless face, perfect features.
It was beautiful.
But like all beautiful creatures it was caged and tormented.
Tested and abused.
Till finally it was internally broken and scared.
Now it’s considered normal.
Interpret as you will, feedback is greatly appreciated as I’m only just starting to write
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