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Click hereYou look mournfully through the bars
As I look on from afar
You prowl
Pace your perimeter
Restlessly
Your boundaries are clear
You test them
Unendingly
But the bars remain firm
Indefinitely
Your energy constrained
Controlled
Your strength
Immense
And yet
The bars are cold
Hard
So very strong
Their purpose true
Unyielding
Inwardly you rage
A building tension
Suddenly you leap
Your anger at a peak
You are a lion in an iron cage
Your struggles are worthless
Rebellion put down
By harsh words
And the lash
Ruthlessly
Now you stand in a corner
Subdued
Not cowed
Was this what you expected
When you entered this cage?
Yet even now your beauty is clear
Your grace
Your strength
You will never truly submit
To this iron rule
For you are wild
Your intellect untamed
Yet eternally shamed
To be in this cage
Subject to this rule
This shame you bear
Is it true?
Is it fair?
Was it really you
Who put yourself there?
If I could speak to you now
I would tell you true
I know your heart
I see the real you
You could tear the bars apart
For you are a lion in an imaginary cage.
It has great meaning, how we all put ourselves in a cage now and then. We know that we are the only one that can break down the cage bars. Thanks for posting, my friend.
nice assonance, good alliteration and good internal rhyme,
the final line alludes to a metaphor, that is only revealed at the end.
mentioned in the new poems review thread