The Tangible Paradise

I hate Thee He let me into a dark midnight, Like a solitary bee With not even a spark of light No way to roam, No way to play Nobody in that home I was like idle clay. Unable to open my eyes, Unable to stand erect And I was not yet wise To judge what is correct. But he gave me diet, And a pond to swim. He advised me to be quiet And left me out on a limb. Nobody to make a grin Nobody to mingle. Without out doing a sin Why should I be single? Let me out Fool! Let me see this world. Unable to swim in this pool Understand I want to be thrilled. Finally one day I was out Of the dark prison Like a fresh young pout, Resembling a newfangled bud arisen. At present my life dwell in the middle of guileful souls And I am there like a used up lapel As people hearts are pricked by cunning hole Now I am provided with amenities And friends to relish But they only left Obscenities And sufferings to embellish Finally, now I realize Place which I referred as tomb Is an exquisite paradise And that is nothing but my mom's womb!!!