Left alone in the dark.

When in pain, darkness in the only companion!

My barrel of freedom seemed to roll away..

The stars were friends with the foggy night that day..

A dam was built in the vents of my heart..

Happiness cloaked itself, tried not to cross my path..

Author's Note

For a contest!

Reviews

[M P Ramesh]

akshatha,

Its the expectation which is the driving force , yes the only force , for the writer to cross over the strides of challenge. The challenge always felt is nothing once come across with the the other in roll...............

its of language, expression, rhythm, diction, the images, the inner discourse, the dhwani( which is bereft of western poems) etc etc

the flashes are motivating.

excellent attempt indeed


carry on...................

mp

[angelina neves]

Nice way you use the words. I like it!