A prisoner A prisoner in my own cage From one day to another From morning to evening From night to day break Captured in my own surroundings It may seem I chose this life But I am a result of choice of others They are free to move around Without an inkling of my thoughts … Continue reading A prisoner in my cage!
boredom
Silence!
From the silence Hope shall bloom And then there shall be No room left for gloom A Child's prancing so cute Silently peeping in the mute Giving stealthy looks around Picking on wisdom from surround The flowers pleasant the grass so green Water them with love Granting them a new sheen Boredom thy name … Continue reading Silence!
The Old Age
Sitting in the lawn with unappreciative surround
Of the various shades of green that bound around
Reflecting their vacant thoughts of
God knows what within the mind frame.
Their pain, their agony of sullen loneliness
In this ripe age of less mobility and solitude.
Sikiladi 