Handcuffed And Locked Up In My Own Jail Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

A lone confinement of myself For I am completely handcuffed and Fully locked up in my own jail, I am my own jailer, I have my own jail, I have my own handcuffs, I have my jail's key, but it's missing, My pretty words are jailed in my own jail infinitely, I am disabled and I am incapable of doing anything, My whole life is locked up, My pretty silence is jailed for being silent, My whole surroundings are dark and gloomy, I am totally sunken in my dead dreams, I have no pretty horizons, My jail is made for one guy who is me and I am the jailer of myself at the same time, The whole world is my big jail, so Wherever I go I am handcuffed and locked up for ever and ever, and I am surely I will be like this for this for ever because my jail's Key is still missing and it's difficult to find it.