Captivity Is Imbecile
I reside in my agony and choke in my tears.
I watch my gloomy dusk in every break of the day.
I am wandering in search of a mighty captain,
For now even my harbor is not safe.
I hued the dew drops to make me calm and pure,
But on meeting y inner obnoxious fears,
Even they became swarthy in color.
I am timid enough to merge as a tear into the sea,
And unconscious to grave my mental peace in my little realities.
I can feel myself captive in the dreadful delusions,
And hear the immortal echoes of my screams.
For even my ashes in the urn are clamoring to get rescued.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
At that time, your soul gets captive and your mind gets retarded unable to get evacuated.
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