Till Date
stagnancy is something not new to me,
it's just have become overwhelming off late.
stale moments, motionless hours,
clinge to my identity as alter ego.
numbed emotions make even prayer incomplete,
stone heart mises nobody on earth.
cell bars' perpetual shadow make stripes on my body permanent
for fifteen years i have been standing at the same place
my world - squeazed into 7 by 4 ft rectangular room,
life has become a mere waiting station for death.
I till date believe I have not yet got accustomed to this place.
Copyright © Rang Samarpan | Year Posted 2007
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