Reflections

A mixture of poems from an emerging artist, ranging from sonnets to basic rhymes to free verses. Talk to me if my work inspires, conflicts, confuses, or triggers you. I am an open book with an open heart. Enjoy. ~ K Copyright ©

Nightingale

A gilded Cage to protect you hear. A gilded cage cage became a prison. I hear you sing a happy song. I hear you sing for the feeling of love you long. I try to set you free. But your fear locks the door ever tighter. I see tears of sadness in your eyes. You say there tears of joy. I see your scars and bruises of the...