Monday, 20 July 2015

Poem #8: Chained in Past


Every day that passes,
Takes away from me my confidence,
Because my past chases,
Leaving me helpless for my defense.



My dreadful past,
Always walks along with me,
Cause I'm not from a well-to-do caste,
I asked my past to flee.





But like a ghost it returned,
Making my life hell,
I was caught and burned, 
But it didn't accept my farewell.




My life is shattered,
Like a mirror,
Every bit is scattered,
I can only see my smile disappear.




I have lost all the courage,
To fight against it,
I have lost all the strength at this age,
And all I am left with is to sit back and watch..... That's it!!!

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