Enslaved... Poem by Sudip Mukherjee

Is it my vision getting blurred or is it this place so dark and creepy?
I am losing consciousness in every split of second, feeling nauseous.
I cannot control my teeth chatterings and my blood clotting out of cold.
I can feel the stone walls of this claustrophobic cell with my swelled hands.
Every single time the four walls closing in towards me.
Am I hallucinating?
If not then I am a slave, but to whom?
The malevolent jailors hound like animals.
They jeer like mindless zombies.
I cannot understand how the time is consumed by.
A bell tolls after certain period of time, reminds an hour may be.
I am getting paralyzed.I am suffocating.

Once I eluded the guards and ran wildly for life.
But fell into a labyrinth and then lost.
They captured me again.
The Almighty Architect of this maze may lose Himself, I fear.
Oh please help me! help me! help me.
I promise I have a key that leads to a Lost Kingdom.
You and I shall go there.
Please, belive me.

I am seeking for help but to whom? You.
I am afraid that you are also condemned, chained into this dungeon.
You yourself cannot find a way out.
I can hear your fingernails screeching.

Tomorrow may be is my execution of mind
and you will also fall into the vortex, I fear.

I am the fool, my imaginations going no where.
This is our sodden World!