Arrest has its own meaning
And we are all under arrest.
We cannot go anywhere
As per our sweet will
We are under arrest.
We are neither saints
Nor terrorist
We are what we are
In the custody of the person
Who arrested us.
Let us not go deep
Let us not go outside.
Be calm and watch
Everything is but systematic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem