Ravi Sathasivam

A Prisoner's Tears... - Poem by Ravi Sathasivam

My tears stream down from my soul
When I become like a bird in the cage
Now, this steel cage is my place to live
Entombed within four walls of the prison
this is the man made hell for criminals
Now, I regret what I have done with my life
Yes, I did wrong and my God punished me
Life in prison can not be explained
Everything to do with sinister punishment and retribution.
No one should not come here.
So stay out there without commit any type of crime
Now, I am far from my home town
and no one here or there to listen my story either
When I think about my family, my heart is breaking into two
I made my wife and children to suffer in their life
Who will feed my family and take care of them
I should have thought of all before I came here
So, has my peers and a judge and myself
everyday sitting here wasting my life away.

Comments about A Prisoner's Tears... by Ravi Sathasivam

  • Jez Brul (4/21/2018 9:36:00 AM)

    This is such a touching poem...oh, the plight of the prisoners...it is not only the freedom that they were deprived of but the right to live in dignity.. (Report) Reply

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  • Patricia Grantham (3/28/2013 8:47:00 PM)

    A very soul stirring poem. Everybody have to cry sometime, a prisoner is
    no different. Doesn't matter what walk of life you came from. A really great poem.
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  • (12/6/2009 5:41:00 AM)

    Memory is the greatest punishment for any crime.
    Very eloquent write. You have achieved rapport
    with this suffering soul.10/10.

    Warm regards,

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  • (10/5/2009 6:19:00 AM)

    Believe me while reading this I wish I were in the prison with this poem of yours reading reading reading.....How could you make such a man-made-hell such heavenly! ! ! ! 10++ (Report) Reply

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (9/2/2009 10:18:00 AM)

    My tears stream down from my soul
    When I become like a bird in the cage
    Now, this steel cage is my place to live
    Entombed within four walls of the prison..............freedom is worth to be explained. its enjoyment comes when u r incage....10
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  • (6/8/2009 5:05:00 AM)

    yes sir..I know how it feels....to repent on once actions...i find it realy hard to move on when i see somethings that happened in my life...very touching one.....

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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