A last post

I am a prisoner.


I'm a prisoner in my own prison,
because I myself am the prison.
I am the prisoner of my mind;
the prisoner of my heart;
lost in the infinity of my soul.
Who hears the questions
and gives the answers?
Who hears the melody of my heart
and changes the tune?
Who finds the key to break the chains?
Who knows the way and sets me free?

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  •    Oh my God. The words are amazing how they captured my attention and moved my feelings.  As if they speak on behalf of myself. My dear friend, I believe humans get a lot of gifts. Eyes are one of them to read and feel such words. God bless you.

    • Thanks, sewar.

      Such words like yours are the best rewards. 

  • Tough to answer your question. 

    I couldn't  believe  that in english such a out of box poem  possible if i wouldn’t   read your arrays of words.. 

     Thanks for sharing.  

     

    • Thanks, Fake. I hope you liked reading it.

       

  • Most of us feel the same. 

    Nice poem, dear Rose. 

    You are so wise in your thoughts. 

    I couldn't add anything more.

    • Thanks, dear Svitlana.

       

  •    Deep words with deep pain 

    • Thanks, Rosemary. I always appreciate your comments.

       

  •  

    You are a very good writer. I like your poem.

    • Thanks a lot, saba.

       

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