Words rebellious,
Imprisoned,
Pages never turned,
Lost forever in
Fleeting screens
Ever changing.
Vainglorious us,
Soliciting likes.
Dreams of
Changing the world
Captive.
Victims we all.
Some suffer
Incredible pains,
Sacrificed
On altars of power.
Others sulk, nursing
Injured pride.
Hearts pain
Licking cowardice.
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Author: pranabaxom
Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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