Broken birds

"Lock me up and throw away the keys",

 It’s all become so cliche to say,

But you never understood the words that spouted from my mouth.
Did you ever hear my cries?

My laments as I was left to this pack of wolves.
I begged for your hands to come down

And reign on me, but they never found us. 
Shattered and used, you neglected all of us, your broken birds,

 

 I hear them; they still call for you constantly,

 "Father, father, where have you gone,

   Why have you left us here again?”
It's become quite clear, that you've become deaf to our voice.

But I'd rather you cover me up, neat and tightly wrapped,
And throw me away, like you did all of them,

Like you'd eventually do to all of us.

It’s become quite clear; 

this is the way our hearts were meant to beat;

Forever in broken nests.

Author's Note

would love to get some criticism.

Reviews

[llala]

I read this poem over again because I liked it so much and I can really relate to that feeling of neglect; Beautifully written.

[Azriel]

thank you for your kind words :) yep i think that feeling of neglect is something a lot of us can relate to.

[Talia]

Wow. This is such a beautiful, sad piece. But I felt so much in every line. amazing job:)

[Azriel]

thank you for your kind words, i really do appreciate them :)

[Talia]

You're quite welcome

[Debra Wedin]

Oh my goodness!
That is deeply sad my friend.
Very well said..I can picture it
Nice piece!!!!!

[Azriel]

thank you for your review, i really do appreciate it.

[Debra Wedin]

Your welcome..It's nice to see how people think ;-)

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~ heartbreaking and excruciating poetry... superbly written... ~ this is a terrible let-down to have to deal with... i truly wish that no one has to deal with this... i had to deal with it... and it was tough... it's still very challenging... the one who is unjust sometimes just doesn't get it... or it takes too much effort to make him or her get it... and, it takes a lot of time to learn that the negative energy generated because of such a painful experience can be converted into fuel for something significant... and it takes an even longer time to figure out what that something significant is going to be... ~ cruelty, neglect and injustice make it very difficult for one to celebrate life... not impossible... but very, very difficult...

[Azriel]

yes that is true, and that's how i feel a lot of times. However i try to look to the future, when being let down and how that experience will make me a stronger or better person. Once im able to get the hurt out of my system (let's say via poetry lol) i always look towards the future, and i can truly say that im "glad" I've been let down many times, because it made me into the person i am today.

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~ oh... absolutely... and you're an incredibly skilled poet... :)

[Azriel]

you're far too kind though, but thank you, again.

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~ not being kind at all... just being honest... and you're very welcome... :)

[Azriel]

haha, okay i got what you mean...

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:)

[Robin]

Hummmm! I detect pain at the injustices in life and feeling as if we are here on earth forgotten. Forgotten by the One who was suppose to take care of us all.

[Azriel]

yep, and that's one of the worst ways to feel. you captured the essence of what the poem's about really well.