LONELY SNAIL
I'm in a cage, how should I act?
Poke me, see how I react
Round and robust dirty shell
Welcome to my living hell!
My eyes protrude, I look around
I move an inch without a sound
I hate the way my eyes poke out
Why not a mouth so I could shout
And ask the world, Why move so fast?
As I know that I'll finish last
But you'll know where I've been before
Silvery trail upon the floor
Please look down, I may be small
Insignificant.....not tall
My home for one attached to me
So leaving home is not easy
Wish I could leave my house of pain
Wriggle in the pouring rain
And then I could invite a mate
Alas loneliness is my fate..
I slither off into the night
Once again...I'm out of sight
All alone, I shall remain
This shell for one is my domain
This shell for one drives me insane!
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Thanks Michael i was just reading your work also love it !!~:)
Creative!
fitting your foot into that of a snails is not an easy task, i love that you managed to let out the cry of the snail, but perhaps the snail may be content with its home, ..moving slow in life..and picking up all the pieces that the speed runners leave behind... life has special gifts for the patient mostly..
There is a story i was thought when growing up about how Mr. Snail lost his beautiful head... which led to him being headless and God had pity on him and gave him two sticks as eyes, since then snail never came out of his hole..(shell)...that's how the story ended..didn't want to write everything.
Probably somewhere in this life , something or someone does envy the life of the snail.
I am glad you helped scream out the voice of the lonely snail.
Magical poem.
Pepper.
I definitely are guys should meet over a snail expresso and compare gripes  :)
Great poem, by the way