Revival Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni
Revival
Imprisoned
In a dark cell, I am
Behind bars of steel
I cannot bend.
I could have asked
For an airy room
Furnished with bed
And open to light,
With a chair to sit
And a table to write down
The words that come
To play with me.
Engulfed by the dark
Of an evil variety
I cannot read
I cannot write,
My brain stalled
I should be free
To recall to mind
My early years
When I was
Free and wild,
That would revive me.
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