DREAM CAGE- POETRY

I know you must be wondering why I am in a dream cage? It is because I am a writer and poet whose works have never seen the light of day. For starters, you can sample this poem. Dream cage one, will be the story behing this poem


COLOUR OF VOICES
Voices abrasive, voices soft;
Voices loud, voices coloured:
Some as colourful as flowers,
Some as comforting as showers,
Others as coarse as
Ground stoney and sandy-
But one as sweet as drops of honey
Lifts up my soul,
Like a thousand fireflies
Dancing to the tunes of warm dark nights
Beneath starry light skies.

A voice blue and sunny,
In a multicoloured tapestry
Of meanings funny;
Each coloured strand,
Irridescent with a new
Emotional brand,
Arching a rainbow of passions
Over the tomb of my dead heart.

But that voice has many hues,
And still wonders I;
Are violets truly blue
Like the dome of a bright sky?
Or
Is the voice a sonorous song
Whispering chimes of mystic beauty?
Please dear, tell but gently- what is the colour of your voice?

DREAM CAGE

Hi,

Welcome to my dream cage. Surprised thats all I have for you today! Don't be fooled. Just ask yourself this: How many people are condemned, or have condemned themselves to spending the rest of their lives in a dream cage?