The Raven's Repression

The heart squeezes;
Time has stood still.
Was 4 years that long ago?
Waiting, quietly by the window sill.

Seems like only yesterday,
The heart beat leaps and bounds.
Unbeknownst, it lay as bate;
Not knowing of its tested fate.


Half-truths tried untying the blinds of faith;
But shackles of enchantment formed an invisible cage.
The Raven, alas! Didn’t see;
Blind faith always leads to misery.


At first, poor Raven felt safe.
Skeletal wings found shelter,
Memory of tempest all but fades.
The cage, she believed was to protect her.


Bearers of forbidden words;
Banished before they uttered a curse.
Unwilling, was the Raven to believe;
At the truth, she knew her heart would burst.


Slowly though, resilience changed;
With resistance, not much was gained.
Still, cobwebs had made their way;
Covering vision and thoughts to the world’s dismay.


Soon; though not soon enough;
Raven ran out on her share of luck.
The cage no longer seemed real,
Freedom almost felt surreal.


Reflecting back she couldn’t find;
Precisely when she’d lost her mind.
The cage controlled the Raven’s thoughts;
Paralyzed wings now accustomed to her lot.

Craving sunlight, craving day;
The Raven: bitter cage’s insignificant prey.
No longer able to speak her mind,
Always afraid, another he’d find.


Realization crept near;
Un-requited; yet so dear.
The open sky beckons;
Raven, weighing options reckons.



The cage is but a life of oppression;
Freedom of speech and thought mere objections.
Must lonely Raven re-capture the sky?
Or will stifling cage continue to let her die?