Sudip Mukherjee


Enslaved...

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.

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