Confinement

Closed in a tank
Only to fake fun
No access to the world
Funny for morons
Incarceration in all
Nullified mobility
Echoes cruelty of
Mankind
Entreating freedom
Not just awe
The fishes in glass tank

Written as prompted in: Acrostic Only

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Walk with me

O
Girl
Listen
Hold my hand
Think of us as one
And come; walk with me till the end.
Do not think too much
Right or wrong
Love me.
Come
Along.

Written on: April 22, 2009 at: The Writers Lounge.

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