For a long time I have been confined
In the cell of loneliness.
I am unable to look at the boundless sky
Where the cloud and the sun play in happiness.
Being confined in the lone cell
I am losing my strength and power
To enjoy the beauty of nature
And living in the world of dark hour.
In the mirror of my imagination
The beauty of a full moon night
Is no longer reflected.
There I see nothing but despair's light.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@January06,2017 (10: 10pm) .
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