Dark Prison

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.

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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