Prison

By Resmi Radhakrishnan

My feelings –

Are yelling at me.

To let them free

From the prison

That’s my heart..

To feel the Love

To flew into her heart

To be her inamorata.

And,

To not to be an

Unrequited love.

By Resmi Radhakrishnan

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