Convicted Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Convicted

Rating: 5.0


Come unlock my door
Everything here they suck
Beckons me a new shore
Take me for the last walk.

Count of time is past me
How long I have been in this hole
Only way I can be free
Is when you liberate my soul.

I make now only one plea
Prolong not my agonizing pain
Please have on me the mercy
Stop me from dying time again.

When I walk freedom’s last mile
Walk out the death laden cell
Fortune would upon me smile
Make me a place in hell.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
convicts on death row, their plea for mercy rejected, waiting deliverance. execution is kept pending for years reportedly for unavailability of hangmen.
there's no taker for this job.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 08 February 2014

Excellent Pradip and thought provoking, feel sadness yet some of these crimes are unthinkable

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Lorraine Colon 07 February 2014

I imagine this certainly could be the lament of someone waiting to be executed. Or a prisoner who would rather be dead than rotting in a cell. Very sad.

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Geetha Jayakumar 07 February 2014

Beautiful poem. It is very sad but true also. what ever may be the reason for the death sentence, waiting each day for the day to be hanged is like dying each day. Once hanged, it take a few minutes. Very depressive wait for death due to unavailability of hangmen. Beautifully penned. Loved reading it.

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