Imprisoned in my own thoughts
am a prisoner within my mind
senseless senses
cornered me senselessly
I surrendered surreptitiously to them
insatiable desires
holds me dear in titan’s grip,
am struggling daily
in search of the key for the grip;
years have gone by
yet a prisoner I’m still.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well-written, enjoyable read. We are all in some way or another prisoners of ourselves. L&T