I look around me,
People talk and laugh,
they are unaware...
But still I remember,
and keep thinking
of those who faith doesn't keep.
I am in a prison
Damn, it's called bloody flesh
It's so real I can't even hold my breath.
Friends, family even society,
They all fail to change me,
my mind is fixed, don't you see?
What do they want of me?
I'm giving my life and soul.
I just hope I get used to this pain.
There is no absolute freedom for life, which is bound by so many attachments. A poem nicely presented about the imprisoned life.
You shouldent gotta take that kind of pain.No one should.I like the detail.Great stuff Sofia! Peace, Alan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love the way you present the pain, the feelings and the agony of a prisoner..nicely penned..