A peaceful sleep
on a bed of stones
fearless dreams
of feasts and thrones..
Violence and prayers
cut it short
wakes up remembering
what he almost forgot..
Good Morning Prince!
Let's celebrate hunger
take off your clothes
and you'll feel younger
why do you need
a castle or cars
when you can rule from behind the bars..
Batons for entertainment
inmates at service
a trial of humour
four years of pure bliss..
Your kingdom of grace
awaits outside
hold on to your
serial number of pride..
Salutations! Oh Prince
let's take a walk
the counsellors wish for
a trecherous talk
why do you long for
salvation or freedom
here's your castle..
here's your kingdom..
3 comments:
This is one of your finest piece of work. I love the visual!
nice weaving of thoughts n words..by the way at whom this is projected?
Sabr ye juvenile prisoners ke upar likha tha.. jo bachhe jurm ki paribhasha jaanne se pehle jurm kar baith-te hain
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