an open prisonA Poem by Latifait's been a while since I've written anything, so this is just a humble free verse that came to my mind to express some negative energy that is rising inside me.![]() A maze of rage unriddled to peace, NO, not yet it won't! the veins are still clogged with questions; the face still plastic in perfection where hands are wrinkled with frosting deficit; the veins are still clogged with questions. No clock, No seconds, No time shall unclog the questions, she needs oxygen of another planet to freshen up she'll climb to stars if she'll have to. No dreams,No hopes, No faulty imaginations, the hazy truth is floating around, while everyone is blinded by sluggish, flecks of mumbling thoughts are imprinting the maps of resolution from within: she'll fight the ordinary and settles for the unknown for she may embodies freedom in the unknown.
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