Cages - Poem by Shouvik Roy
Once I adorned a lady
With my love,
A lady whom I knew since my birth,
But the lady now is gone,
Trapped in a cage of her own deeds,
Wretched and forlorn.
I stand on the other side of the cage,
And watch her die every day, and
Our divided worlds would say,
That cages they are the same,
For the world that bereaved me of her
Is no less than one.
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