The Future That Never Came Poem by Debashree Biswal

I stand amongst a myriad of dreams
Above the inhumane cries and screams
And fallin' and wreckin' was never my choice
Until I fell into the deep shadows that summoned my voice.
I yearned similar how others rose from dawn
I let go of my delight, forgot my lack of brawn
I went for something where I was never meant to be
Locked in the dungeons, shackled my glee
The future stays awake and never sleeps
Long did I linger where I could find my peace
And my elation constantly cascaded with it
But little did I know my present had been split
Further and further the loop continues to act
Foolish my soul for decades from me did abstract
Enslaved in the greed of darkness, I see no lustre ahead
While I wait and weep, no bliss touches over my dead
In the winter so cold, I stay poised till death
Bleeding with hope—hope that went away with my breath
And never did I see what ecstasy was all about
The eager heart, in search of light never did sprout.