ticking time..

Trapped within a sell

have you heard,

the whispering bell..


stone walls, tiny cell’s…

Imagination seclusion

inner freedom

within our blind minds..

life! It’s all a illusion…

The slow ticking

of time.

Sadden days…

Locked away!

As we now pay

for committing

the crime..





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