Suffocation Poem by PRAFULL SHILEDAR

Because I can't cope with the inside
I keeping on escaping outside

I get out from the nose and mouth
And become the soft breeze
I escape from the eyes
And become the distant scene
I escape from the ears
And become a mix of sounds
I escape from memory
And become a part of life
I break out of language
And become the core of a poem

I struggle hard
To constantly break out
From the straight jacket
Of breaking out!

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