by Supriya Zen

Created on: March 02, 2010

The selfish world always haunts me as nightmare,
I want a moment alone, but mob surrounds me as choking air,
I have seen the cheat , deceit and lies,
and I know there are more to come as time flies.
Atrocities of child hood , I can still feel the pain,
a chilling experience so horrid, consciousness is hard to regain.
Time and again the faces of brutal torture, abuse and crime,
just flashes before me in my loneliest forlorn time.
I know I am of no one's and no one is mine,
Is there any place in this world which can be called divine?
I am running away in search of that solitary kingdom,
where there is no one around and a complete freedom,
I am running away from my wicked and brutal past,
In hope to find peace and a world of my own at last.

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