Once upon a time
The life was full of regime.
Everyone I met with
Loved me as a kid.
Was glad with everything I had
Made me proud and mad.
The world seemed to me
As pretty garden with a tree.
The tree gave me the shadow
Where, I saw colors of rainbow.
These different colors, I saw
Put me around four walls, under the claw.
The darkness of which craved me for the light
I called, no one caught my sight.
Whenever I think to break the walls
Claw throws upon me the firing balls.
To be safe, I run towards corner
Wail loudly as I could due to horror.
Oh Allah! Break them for me to fly up
Or bring me the sleep, I could never wake up.
Dark Prison
Azanum Bhat
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/18/2022
Poet's note: The stroy of poem is the life seems to be different by the people you surround but it's quite different than it seems.
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Poem topics: life, light, never, rainbow, sleep, time, world, shadow, garden, corner, bring, allah, glad, pretty, regime, horror, tree, break, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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