Safe Punishment Poem by Puloq Arafat

Whirling into the undesired track…
The two eyes weren't content.
Two eyes dreamt a fright..
And this would be surely drawn.
Destination wasn't lightly tuned..
The mind was trying to harmonize the condition.
From the very early period of time-
The other hearts weren't so caring.
The mind was badly informed..
To tackle the tricks of a bogus hearts.
It was painful..
To look at the activities of expected bloom.
The mind was struggling like a blind.
Blinks could imagine a fountain..
And this was shedding tears.
And the color of tears was light indigo.
Tears became suddenly frozen..
Experiencing the depth of misery.
Visibly and utterly this was a safe punishment..
To a lively defeated deprived heart.