A prisoner looks through the narrow window of his prison cell and retrospects his past actions and life. This poem is a shadow of his thoughts. Opened my eyes to a window of thoughts; But failed to look up at the sun above. It is bright and shining; enlightened. I envy it, jealous a …
[Poetry] “Empty streets on a dark night”
Empty streets on a dark night, As the city goes to sleep tight Unknown, untold, unsought for; Yet there I was, awake and walking. It was meant to be liberating, To be alive, unchained and free; But I was a woman. Empty streets on a dark night, I didn't know if the …