A voice inside speaks to its demon or captivator about its suffocation in the prison in which it is entrapped. Read the poem to discover the heart-wrenching story of the voice.
It has always been a painful battle to be in a situation where you cannot expose yourself even though you have the greatest desire to spread your wings as far as possible and fly freely high up in the sky with an endless boundary…
With copious feelings bubbling over inside, manifold thoughts to express, a wish to speak the unsaid, a need to make an utterance, and yet, an obstinate wall standing tall causes nothing penetrable…
I could feel my heart strongly beating up against my chest that I could almost hear its rooted anguish….
After experiencing such silent trauma, desensitized are my cautiousness that the numbness begin to take over an integral part of my consciousness…
And then, I find myself floating in the air not knowing how furthest I could travel of the desired length of my destiny….
Although sometimes, skeptical may become this mind, yet the will is firm enough to carry on the journey through the tempest and the wildness of impediment….
Knowingly said that, my Heart still weeps and weeps today….
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