Scenes reel back casting dark shadows
Of the fated day I had to leave my home
Handcuffed and guarded by cops on either side
Despised by all as one so loathsome
I had in me, then the heart of stone
All I could think was of my own gain
Thoroughly swept by the rip - tide of illusion
I had no regard for another's pain
‘Drink life to the lees' was my credo
So I gambled to make hoards of money
Drugs and dopes gave me instant delight
Initially my days were all too sunny
But suddenly life derailed from its track
My wallet was like a leaking tank
All its contents drained out in no time
Gradually into dejection and despair, I sank
Eliminated from life by my own misdeeds
Weary of mind from stress and strife
Hate grew and hardened within me as a rock
Once I ripped my rival with a knife
Convicted and caught red handed
I ended up in this cheerless cell
Within these dank forlorn walls
I shrink like an oyster in its shell
Everything here is dusty and rusty
To get some peace as I attempt to sleep
Marauding thoughts invade my brain
Like a line of red ants, they listlessly creep
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But years of confinement have changed my life
I am determined not to give up my fight
Somehow I will push and pull myself on
And will walk victorious to the world of light
Through these cold rusted prison bars
Now I look into a world that lies beyond
From dead faces longingly I cast my eyes
On all that once to me has been so very fond
I must go back to life, so sadly lost
And live for the day I will make a new start
I hope I can make it, at least have to try
And realize the dreams I still hold within my heart!
A life of crime redeemed. What a Wonderful Lesson in a poem. Crime does not pay and even if you are evil you can eventually find your way. The lesson in the poem and the way it is told is worth a thousand books. Very excellent! Amazing!
It's one of the greatest poems I ever read. Great feelings and sublime emotions.
What empathy! To walk through the circumstances and experience the feelings of aloneness and remorse and then deciding to change for the better, one day at a time....beautiful write! I particularly like these lines: I must go back to life, so sadly lost And live for the day I will make a new start I hope I can make it, at least have to try And realize the dreams I still hold within my heart! It is so touching!
Entering rhe mind of a convict with such brilliant insight and lines that are so powerful, we all are capable of change! I love this vivid portrayal!
A life lived in pure misery and self satisfaction can be very dreadful. Even so there is still a light at the end of the tunnel. Repenting of ones ways and then seeking a better life. Released from the prison of despair to the doors of happiness. Most enjoyable.
Realizations brings peace and enlightenment..this hopeful account, first takes you to the gloomy world of sin and misery, and then finally to peace and joy of liberation....a lovely write dear Valsa!
This is a simply amazing poem. The speaker has had an impossible life of disappointment and violence but instead of sinking deeper into his negative thinking which always reasons him to the use of violence something new and wonderful has illuminated him and he sees the true path. This is a kind of secular miracle. It's obvious a big part of his problem comes from a lack of patience. Hopefully, as he experiences the happiness of his new life, he will also acquire the patience to make it last.
Thought provoking narrative, very realistic in content, with a message of hope and redemption. A great write ma'am Valsa.
A Thought Provoking poem from your pen. Today after being imprisoned for many years, and tough punishment he went through, he realises the worth of life, he wanted to start a new life. The person whom he chopped can it be compensated back, his families. Can be compensate back for what he had done. Can he correct it. One realises the worth of life too late. Concluding stanza is beautifully portrayed, where he regret for the loss...That really make sense for his imprisonment. Loved it from your pen...Valsa.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In a world of crimes rooted from the circumstances and contexts we understand how terrible certain times the captivity is when the perpetrator of odds finds no solace. Reading the mind of a redeemed prisoner is here your earnest effort with right perception. The reminiscences of the man reformed here have the touch of reality and your rendering style has added to its merits, madam.