Cages of the Modern Lifetime

Novarain

Through the medieval times of the stars

Or the 1960’s with hippies on lawns

In a place where you don't think from dusk to dawn

Where you lay you’re weak body down

And float away until you’re at peace

Yet in these dull days there's so much murder on the streets

And there's children who shout for food and a cure

Were these things always here before?

 

My mind is for boys

And yet my heart is for girls 

And my body is a trash can for the world 

In this world, is there real love? 

In this world can you chase your dreams?

Or is it now just a fantasy, ruled by a screen?

So many people beg to be seen

 

In this life I live

No passion exists, nobody has anything to give

There's no free love

No one to see

Only flashing lights and empty streets

Were these things always here before?

 

In my lifetime I have only longed for the past

And I will never be content with this dull age

With a world so gray and bigger prices to pay

Everything that was life has gone away 

Only materialism was saved…

 

In this lifetime I cry myself to sleep

And I wonder

I wonder

I wonder when we can finally be free

From the dull cages of life

The cold, dark cages of life



  • Author: Nova C (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 22nd, 2023 13:02
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • The Phantom

    Damn, this poem realy comes down to the point. I really feel it, espcially seen from a young mans perspectice.
    Could also be lyrics for a good song tbh.



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