Poems by inkasm
The Unicorn in Captivity
I am in bars held by a tree
Alone, my horn and me.
Why are all the flowers free
And I am in captivity.
I am sitting here, trying to believe
That someday, someone rescues me.
But I'm afraid it's happening
Down at the end I'm used to it.
“It's not what you fear that comes to get you
but all the things that you do not expect.
The perfect animal was once free.
Don't paint yourself in a captivity.
Biographical sketch: 21, Greek, business student, radical to
"Paradise Lost" by John Milton
Reason: The truth
Recommendations for writers:
Homer, William Blake, John Milton, Syd Barret