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These Thoughts Became Cages

Updated on January 15, 2012



These thoughts became cages

They can’t be my own

They've been injected

They’ve been bestowed


Somewhere from the outside

Born in another realm

They flood me with lies

They softly overwhelm


This image I’m picturing

Was planted inside me

It’s lingering, twisting

It’s changing me quietly


My perceptions are shifting

Reality’s been altered

These looming questions

Remain yet unanswered


Something is rising

Growing swiftly in power

Strengthening steadily

With the passing of hours


Hours and minutes

And seconds and days

And years and months

Weeks and decades


Melting, blending together

As one, as like wax

Time holds no shape

Truths possess no facts


He is, and never was

What you always perceived

You are, and never will

Be that which he seeks


Even the most resilient

Fall victim to deceit

Even the angels above

Once fell to their knees


Hurtled from the heavens

Thrown from the stars

Banished from glory

Now see what they are


Unbiased adoration

Hopes laid to waste

A belt of iniquity

Rests on their waists


Their wings burned away

Past deeds to atone

Their thoughts became cages

So much like my own




© copyright Ben D.A 2011

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      BenWritings 5 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      wow thanks for that awesome comment randy!

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      Randy Hirneisen 5 years ago from Philadelphia

      This poem is extreme, one of the best I have seen.

      Your words, your perceptions and the way you weave it all together. I am impressed. Wow!

      Thank you

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      Nellieanna Hay 6 years ago from TEXAS

      Ben - this is outstanding. I especially attune to :

      Melting, blending together

      As one, as like wax

      Time holds no shape

      Truths possess no facts

      Truths, indeed, possess no facts. Truth in its ultimate manifestations, is a dynamic process, rather than a set of fixed facts. Facts also possess no truth, because they are, as far as any human can fathom, all subjective perceptions.

      (I'm so happy to be back among the living after taxes!)

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      cyncags - thanks so much :D

      nighthag - I keep hearing that I'm getting better, and I can't imagine how...but thank you very much

      karen - that's great to hear thanks!

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      Karen Gibson Roc 6 years ago from Los Angeles

      beautifully written and absorbing!! nice poem!!

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      K.A.E Grove 6 years ago from Australia

      so very very good, you getting better and better with each read... voting up!!

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      cyncags 6 years ago

      wow! amazing! love it!

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Thank you all so much for your comments :]

      Doug - vintage huh? never heard that before, I like it. thanks man

      Dear Sharyn - your comments are always nice to see. thank you much

      Bumpsy - Thank you, I feel that it is my gift. Possibly the only one I have :P

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      Sharon Smith 6 years ago from Northeast Ohio USA

      Dear Benny,

      This is awesome. You have such talent and just keep growing and growing.

      Sharyn

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      Bumpsysmum 6 years ago from Cambridgeshire

      Oh, how you manage to capture thoughts so in words - wondrous and I'm in awe. You have such a knack of putting how we feel down on paper :-)

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      aylee95 6 years ago from Honolulu, HI.

      I love these poems you write!! Well, Cheyenne probably told you (most likely), but I am a dark person, so I especially love all these dark poems you can write...

      I know I said this before but I just HAVE to say it again... I wish I could write like you!

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      Sharp and vivid; especially the images of broken angels falling from the sky. I like the idea of thoughts being "injected" -- reminds me of Truman Show style mind control and manipulation. This is vintage Ben: dark, intense, and gripping.

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      QudsiaP1 6 years ago

      How do you do it Ben? How do you handle the hurt? How do you move on? Do you? Can you? Can you ever? Is it possible?

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Thank you, every one of you that commented! Your encouragement is wonderful :]

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      Carolee Samuda 6 years ago from Jamaica

      Another amazing one Ben!

      Cardisa

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      Nikkij504gurl 6 years ago from Louisiana

      i try lol. perhaps you are a fallen angel...

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      4elements 6 years ago

      you are so very talented. I'm glad I decided to follow you. Your words truely beautiful

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      angel88 6 years ago

      You are an real artist in many ways.. pictures, poems, music...all of them gorgeous :)

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      daberill 6 years ago

      Nice one!

      I got this from somewhere: "What you think is real, becomes your reality."

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      Elizabeth99 6 years ago from Milwaukee, WI

      You already know I like this lol, but I'm gonna tell you anyway (; Voted up and beautiful. I especially like the subject matter of this one btw.

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      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      The fear of looking inside one's own mind... you describe it well, Master Writings.

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      Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

      Trapped in thought,one forgets to focus on goals and gets buried in trivia.;)

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      BenWritings 6 years ago from Save me from, Tennessee

      Nikki, that was a lot of lines :D I am really happy you liked it, I always look forward to your insightful comments. I always know you read it carefully.

      Mckbird - thank you very much, and for all your other comments as well :]

      Cheyenne - Well I think I actually posted 3 or 4 other the weekend, so I kind of made up for the week haha. Your comments are always lovely!!

      acae - I sure do hope I never stop expanding. Thank you so much :]

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      acaetnna 6 years ago from Guildford

      You are incredible and simply get better and better.

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      thisismylife9123 6 years ago

      ben, i have to tell you truly, i am very upset with you. that you would only write poems like these once a week. I have to wait in agony to read the next one, that's how great these are. This one struck me absolutely speechless. Amazing, Mon Ami!

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      mckbirdbks 6 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      You have such penetrating visions.

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      Nikkij504gurl 6 years ago from Louisiana

      awesome, so many favorite lines in this. like the last stanza

      Their wings burned away

      Past deeds to atone

      Their thoughts became cages

      So much like my own

      and

      Even the most resilient

      Fall victim to deceit

      Even the angels above

      Once fell to their knees

      Time holds no shape

      Truths possess no facts....

      these are great lines.

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