My pretty feathers,
My beautiful song,
My delicate wings,
Are left to dwindle.
Your sharp claws,
Your bared teeth,
Your low snarl,
Are pacing beneath me.
You do not care
That I am real,
That I have thoughts,
That I have feelings.
To you I am only a trophy.
A contest entry
- -x-Whore-x- by xxRainbowDawnxx.
550 points, ended June 20, 2007, 22 entries
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Comments
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it is about bestiality, right?
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damn straight
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Oh yes I can definately relate to this one... Though not so much with sex itself but with those trying to have sex with me. Great use of metaphor with the bird in the cage, trapped and helpless without room to be free and to fly away from all the madness it is having to be put through.
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I was starting to picture in my head what the words describe. Such a little amount of words that you used but it seems to create such a big picture. I like it a lot. keep writing and thanks for your comment on my poem. I write to get things out and on paper instead of keeping them inside
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simple yet very harsh. you got your point across in very few words. bravo.
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forgot these...oops!!! Had to post back this comment, and yeah! Thanks for commenting on my write!


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Awwwwwwwww..........so very Beautifully put in! I simply love the feel of this poem...Awesome write...Though short, this poem has said loads in just a few lines!!! I guess that the contest hasn't been judged yet, so Good Luck in the contest! Your feelings came out pretty well in this poem, I like the way you ended this piece!!! All the Best for your future writes, Hugs...Madhumita
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This is pretty good. You can really feel the emotion in this. It is good that you do not care about form and structure when it comes to poetry. I don't care much for it myself and I feel as if the poem is no longer unique to myself if I were to care. Good job. Thanks for commenting...haha...I've been working on trying to write a poem about insomnia for weeks and well it finally came out I guess. It was a difficult write but I guess it takes having insomnia for awhile to really write a poem like that.
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