"uncage" poems
By:D.E.T
Goin' back from memory
I remember that I started to feel empty
When I saw a poster
Post D.E.T is a monster
All I did was blurt
A laugh although it hurt
Me, people tellin' me I'm a disaster
All I did was smile
Although that wasn't my style
But yeah, I smile
When everyone was gone
I sob the tears that I was holdin' on
From that day I knew that everyday
I had to pretend that I was okay
Even if it meant feelin' lonely deep inside
So, no one can see the pain
That I hide
Inside
Had to go through this everyday
But as I grew up I knew that was goin' to be the way
Cuz I'm used to being called a monster
Now that times passed by
My emotions are dry
So, go on call me a monster
Cuz I'm stronger
Tougher
Although they made me suffer
Come on put me on a cage
Where I find myself on the stage
Where I get call a monster
Now so, monster I have become
Onstage but I'mma gonna uncage
Myself
Put me on the cage
Write me a page
Tell the page that I am a monster
Now that time has fly by
Y'all stand aside
But y'all collide
Cuz I know karma
Is gonna come back and make pay for the drama
That caused people call me a monster
Yeah, moster I am my heart
Is now dark
Monster I am cuz y'all ******
My soul
Cuz y'all just wanted to ruin
My soul
But that only made you look cruel
Cuz y'all were nothing but
Don't need you to understand
So, you can stand
Where I land
Cuz I'm a monster like you said
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 8:22 PM UTC
Love as a bird flying free
dying daily to un-cage
attachment.
Snipping
cords binding unwinding
expectations only hold
a box of memories,
only
those moments to
sleep more on satin
sheets in cotton thread.
Im not sure if he loves me
or if I read, a reflection
in the mind of me
love
as the bird flying free.
Come what may as
it leaves the warmth
of winter awakening
spring. Till summer
speaks from my window
to the bird thats flying
free. Detaching the cords
uncage my soul, his soul
our soul.
Upload to cloud
in memories.
Moments.
Quilted in the silken sky.
Love as a bird flying free
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 2:13 AM UTC
news paper pages
scatter along a ***** wind
some caught in fences separating
some free to climb into the forever of
deep blue sky pure sunshine
washed clean of the sins printed on its page
only photographs remain
a black & white image of the old man
feeding pigeons along the empty path
that lead him there
news paper pages
forever silently burning in a collapse of worlds
so old the smoke has died away
pages with masterful words written
never finding lips to uncage their meaning
a beauty of phrase that has never faded
a chain link barrier between what its
long dead author spoke eloquently
and the world disguised by years of dead dust
only photographs remain
a faded image of an old man
walking the sunset
a scattering of bread crumb's
stretching back along his trail
leading not into the living sky
forever shifting between dark and light
but into the dusty caverns of twilight
forever twilight
by candle light
he will pour over the things he never spoke
wishing only for a voice once more
a way to tell her
about all those yesterdays ago
the why's and whatnot's
that he fiddles with
like wooden toys ever more finely crafted
never to knowing play
never to escape the gathering dust
here he sits
in his comfy chair
tea and biscuits gone cold
and his lips ****** with gentle care
words written on discarded news paper pages
like bread crumbs scattered for
birds that never come
© 2017 mark john junor all rights reserved
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 9:50 AM UTC
Oh snake master, with your deep eyes and your skillful tongue
Please uncage me and let me run my scales wildly through your hands
Hold me steadily, strongly as you tame me
Freeing me from the confines which house me
Oh snake master, your skin cool to the touch like mine
Pale white and smooth
We are different from each other, but similar
My blood runs cold while your veins pump warmly, coursing through your being
Oh snake master
Run your hands across my tiny body
Hold me firmly while you speak
Whisper softly to me as I wrap around your neck
Gripping you tightly as I become comfortable
You are not afraid
Oh snake master
Tell me your secrets
I am content here, now coiled around your arm
Your eyes glisten with hope, face handsome and young
I want to surround you, to find home within your warmth
Oh snake master
I feel your heart beating
You have me bewitched under your charm
Oh snake master
Oh snake master
Oh snake master
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
catch some rays
where the sun blaze
on the **** days
I'm Moses
where can I flee
between the red sea
Egyptian army
are behind me
sink into a deckchair
boulder inside my chest
dancing with a feet bare
on a sandy beach, I know I'm very blessed
tranquil waters
let me be uncaged
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 11:36 PM UTC
In this sling shot,whatya got 'cause we ain't got a thing
I bring to you a different view of how
to get along,
singing from the same sheet has got me beat 'cause it don't work,at least it don't for me and though I try to be,I cannot be amazed by new technology,give me a pen and then some ink
let me link the letter trail,let me trace out through the nib the thoughts I pull from Adam's rib and Eve's delight
let me write in semaphore and pour my heart into the page,uncage the reasoning behind the everyday in which I find most everything,let me bind my feet until I meet the pen that walks the other way,let me stay in suspension,pension me into,flood the ink through me,let the words bend into me,open my eyes so my mind can see the oceans inside of me,
and inside you,
where once thoughts flew like blue birds,do you remember?
can you fall once again into the speeding of the brain as it rushes to its end and pretend to pretend that it's real,can you feel to be higher,lick your lips like the fire licks the wood,could you imagine what it's like once more to write the opening of the door,can you make love with the ink,link into the think that you will?
does this view fit the bill?
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
Love as a bird flying free
dying daily to un-cage
attachment.
Snipping
cords binding unwinding
expectations
only hold
a box of memories,
only
those moments to sleep more on satin
sheets in cotton thread.
Im not sure if he loves me
or if I read, a reflection
in the mind of me
love
as the bird flying free.
Come what may as
it leaves the warmth
of winter awakening
spring.
Till summer
speaks from my window
to the bird thats flying
free.
Detaching the cords
uncage my soul, his soul
, our soul.
Upload to cloud
in memories.
Moments.
Quilted in the silken sky.
Love as a bird flying free.
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
Tattered heart, a spark once infernal
Now lights no more than a lie
The veil of dawn begs to be nocturnal
As the night tears from the sky
Withered decades, oh sweet blasphemy
I tend to heal with knives
Suicide, uncage yourself from sanity
Karma does not have nine lives
The mud is darker on one side
The rain heavier on the other
Morals do weigh less than pride
In the hearts that we smother
Hope flies among the clouds
A desire to rid myself of pain
Standing still, eyes open, head unbowed
My sun sets to rise again
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
Come to me when the night is deep,
when the darkness surrounds you,
when the spiders creep.
Spin a web with fingers sleek
and catch your prey when the world
around sleeps.
Haunted secrets we keep
when the air is not breathable
and all around the sound seems
unkeepable,
when love is weak,
tangled,
despicable...
Know I hold you,
unfold you
in a world that's predictable;
I'll lift you, unshift you
when the night feels so crippled,
uncage you, reclaim you
when your world falls unfixable.
Tonight under moonlight
when the wolves hunt alone,
we'll tune out the drone
with love's resounding home--
We'll delight in the known,
knowing we're never alone
and howl at the moonlight
too soon midnight gone.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 11:44 AM UTC
Bandaged hearts heal.
tomorrow holds heavenfuls
of clean, fresh air.
open yourself and breathe.
flex that muscle in your chest;
uncage it from within iron
ribs and stretch it.
soreness fades.
bandaged hearts heal.
stand up.
put down your crutches, and
love.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:43 AM UTC
Normal names ,mediocre games many awaiting the evening to be untamed
Tantalized by trickery to be teased with the expectation of tasty treats
Carousing kiddies can't wait to click their heels but to stay away from home
Tall top hats tilted with final facials gilded ,laughing or trembling just for the sweets
Dedication by many overlooking a link with religion ,cut loose with no chaperone
Frightful or often funny ,individually punny ,some just trying to give others the creeps
Dancing damsels are distressed, Knights to guard them while monsters just groan
Freaks frolicking standing aside while the princesses make their leaps
Graveside now nice for a time,freaks from the shadows both smile & moan
All invited to the grand ball,party to remember for peeps & those that are tall
Uncage the animals,make up for others,imaginations rule, no excuse to sit like a stone
One night to recall came to play in fall,beautiful or bewildered came together to enthrall . R.C.
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 6:32 AM UTC
My fists are clenched
held to my chest
unending fear
proximately near
to the space containing my breath
My knuckles white
my skin drawn tight
the veins they pop
composure stops
the tears roll further in the night
A spot on the wall
to give it my all
the hole is wide
just like inside
the rift in my chest filled with gall
The moment gone
the distance long
time passes quick
my eyes are tricked
what I once thought truth is now wrong
You are the key
come set me free
uncage my wings
my heart may sing
the song it sang when you met me
The lights are dark
without the spark
of embers alive
nor hearts to thrive
no more dreams for us to embark.
My Fists Are Clenched.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
Wake Up
Wake Up
Sky kiss and lawn of mind
Greening beautifully
Can’t-miss
Sky kiss
Zumba laugh
begin…
Raining and fog falling
turtles pleasantly rolling
Don’t have time for calling
Looking sky
don’t know why?
Ohh It’s not too high, O dear!
Let’s open your astronaut dream
packed with oxygen drill
Moon wink
link your dream strings
Kites flying
and so the rising moon
O
Beloved come soon
Under the Shade of a tree
Let’s feel free
Let’s uncage your butterfly and a bee
tip-top
colors hop
tip-top
colors hop
Get up
Leave your lazy cushions
Do the tango
Don’t wait!
close all your negativity entry gate!
cheers!!
A round walk! Around the walk!
feel the rhythm and think what you have brought
Gain some spiritual meditational sky talk
Then some bang bang chocolate
Take some Fruit’s salad
jolly your mind and add your heart
A dazzling mug of coffee
Rise up and twinkle!
Rise up and twinkle!
start your day!
Don’t let it down dreamy feather
realize the real
concatenate the imagination
combo!
Mumbo Jumbo!
Let’s go
driving the infinite snow
feel the cold
relax with the music old!
Take a break!
Let’s go
Pots of golden *** and vacant space
time your mind
sometimes memories rewind
under the cup of diverging new winds
If reached in the forest unknowingly
wild your heart and don’t feel unrest
Wear a mask under the green shadow
Don’t fear if the lion is so near
like a moonwalk
slowly
reverse your gear of slow walk
without eye to eye contact
If lion attack
punches the nose hard
breathe!
and
never let the lionto eat you
Don’t go beyond the imagination,O dear!
Wild the forest
wild so you!
Wild the forest
wild so you!
Bright love
singing right in front of the mind tree, a pond
O melting glaciers
Hurry up!
seasons of a fluffy polar bear
Drinking beer…
closely searching me near!
So I deep sleep while drinking a lovely beer…
Just to fear the wild bear!
cheers!!! cheers!!!cheers!!!
Grasses of dreams want to sprout
Layer the other side of the coin!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Trees are laughing
Kissing and rejoicing
Oh Dear!
Everything is in the dream!
cheers!!!
Snow is wildly astonishing
Foresting smile!
Glittering star shining in the dreamy mile!
Layer’s of desert fall
I am in the dream
I can’t call…
cheers!!!
Wake Up!
Wake Up!
Wake Up!!
Wake Up !
Wake Up!
Wake Up!
Wake Up !!
Wake Up !!!
…
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 11:36 AM UTC
I want to **** like they do it on T.V.
It's always so easy.
I want to feel like they do on T.V.
It's always so real.
"Every man has a beast inside"
Well I want to uncage mine.
I want to set the monster free.
You'll see, nothing will be fine,
When the beast is loose, that is me.
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 2:27 AM UTC
I strung the movements
with my heart.
With shrieks of desperate madness
to escape my self enfetter.
Paper beats rock but
My notes bounce back off blunt
damp stonewalls,
cornering me off.
I'm trapped.
My music goes nowhere,
An eternity's echo
Rings of despair
I model after myself,
each movement, each blow
A craft to my hole.
Where I yearn to see the open sky
Where my music can soar and fly
Just let it go,
Uncage it,
Let it flow.
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC
For seven months I drank my tea at the window and allowed the sun to cast its rays over my resolution.
I gazed at the space between but never directly into my neighbours house
for I knew the indifference that awaited me in her window of enmity.
During the seventh month my love swelled and pooled at my fingertips, restless with those un-penned words of indignation,
And so I gazed into her window.
Bleeding from my freshest wound,
just rage unfurled into bitter poems,
reruns of us,
of when you offered the belly of my dignity to feed your enemies, revealed a vengeance owed to me,
not of retribution
but of justice.
During the eighth month I wrestled love and grief, rage and memory,
to save you,
to save you from the recklessness my pain threatened to uncage.
I allowed the waves of your betrayal to break over me and pull me back into the sea of childlike grace within myself.
I did not emerge cleansed, pure, or resolved.
Victorious over my animal lust for vengeance,
yet unsatiated in surrendering my desire to deliver you to the same gallows where you made a pariah of me.
And conflicted with answerless questions.
Is vengeance the natural harbinger of karma and therefore my gentleness; justice interrupted?
Is my enduring love my weakness or my courage?
.
Nov 14, 2024
Nov 14, 2024 at 2:49 AM UTC
ALL HALLOWS EVENING
Tantalized by trickery to be teased with the expectation of tasty treats
Carousing kiddies can't wait to click their heels but to stay away from home
Tall top hats tilted with final ****** gilded ,laughing or trembling just for the sweets
Dedication by many overlooking a link with religion ,cut loose with no chaperone
Frightful or often funny ,individually punny ,some just trying to others the creeps
Dancing damsels are distressed, Knights to guard them while monsters just groan
Freaks frolicking standing aside while the princesses make their leaps
Graveside now nice for a time,freaks from the shadows both smile & moan
All invited to the grand ball,party to remember for peeps & those that are tall
Uncage the animals,make up for others,imaginations rule no excuse to sit like a stone
One night to recall came to play in fall,beautiful or bewildered came together to enthrall . R.C.
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 6:46 AM UTC
We grew together, all the while I was blind to how much I loved you, as I could not yet love myself enough to see I could maybe deserve you. I was just a chipmunk cheeked girl with no stability. But you loved me, from my fresh face to the too-thick black eyeliner. From the white lace of innocence to the black leather of wickedness. Yes, you loved me, from my long brown hair to the short bleached cut when I lost myself. I nearly lost myself. But year after year after year you stood by me, a kind stranger on a bystreet, watching quietly. Knowing better than to jump inside my psyche. I was ravaged and turned savage at such a young age, I needed to grow up and uncage all that unhealthy rage. They say love is patient, and you loved me. Fully. From my sweatpants to my fishnets, and now it makes sense. And you know me, almost better than I think I might know myself. You have seen the worst sides of myself and you are here, after so many years, we could have forgotten about each other. We could have forgotten about each other. But now, after being so blind for so long, I kiss you in my dreams. I wake up with goosebumps, and a hollow feeling in my chest as I long for the way that you feel with your arms wrapped around me, like a snake. I cannot breathe, you have swept me off of my feet. You loved me, from my oversized flannel shirts to my knee high socks. And I loved you from your tie dye shirts to your long soft locks. I was crazy, and I still am, but in a way that I'm sure only you can understand. I love the sound of your laugh and the way that you speak, the way you smile with the corners of your mouth turned up, rarely ever showing your teeth. So please love me, do not lose your sight as I once lost mine because it is so lonely in this world when you go blind to who really loves you.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
Afterglow grieve bereavement
violaceous flesh limned
kindled espied populace
afflict exultation ayont
disengage, uncage, redeem
bewail materiality it would seem
wager evil haply on dreams
venerated existent ken ataraxy
here transpires this idiolect soul-to Pliny's ism;
lone eminently felicitous forebearer.
Jul 6, 2022
Jul 6, 2022 at 9:25 PM UTC
Just because bird's have wings doesn't mean they're free lots of people like to keep them locked up in cages because how beautiful their feathers be
But if we truly loved them we would sit them free back to their home whence they came from
And then their Freedom would know no bounds. Poem By Shelby Kathleen Nightingale
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
Poets and Bullfighters,
death to uncage
The truth between horns,
eternity’s rage
One ****** entitled,
mortality ******
Life springs eternal,
—the sword leaves your hand
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 2:09 PM UTC