Desolation

"If it was meant to be..
The hands wouldn't be empty"

what life brings..

"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be"

- Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

Freedom

Old stoned walls I see

when I break from sleep

Incomplete pictures I draw

on the dusty floor..

My leg gets hurt!

as the chain tightens..

Yes! I’m a prisoner

chained, for a reason unknown

Through the grilled windows,

I gaze at the birds

those fly merrily,

in the happy sky.

And, I wish I was one

among them, flying

to an unknown land, with

no regrets on the past,

no worries for the future,

living a life so small

To the fullest!

Each day, each second..

But yes! I’m the prisoner

who dreams each day

to smile so bright

with all my heart..

  

And yes! I’m the prisoner

who waits for death

with small dreams

chained along..