The spell

in #poetry6 years ago

Hello!
This is how I feel, and I'm putting them in words


I feel entrapped, like a spell casted

Like the tale of a sleeping beauty

When would I ever wake?

A year and an hundred?

I feel enclosed, bound in fetters

My wings chopped off, I can't soar

I feel confined in my zone

The watchman alert to ring caution

I want to break free

I want to let loss, but the voice...

I want to fly, I want to soar

High into the sky, unreachable, untouchable

I want freedom, I want to fly

Fantasies gets dry and boring

Can we just switch to reality and be happy?

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Thanks for reading, much love from me to you

Be you!

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Very energetic one. "I want to soar" touched me somehow particulary strongly. Being creative not always equals being happy, as you are probably well aware of. Upvoted.

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beautiful!! Upvoted!!

Thank you!

I also want to fly and be free.

Nice poetry.

Smiles, thank you