This heart became slave
It sleeps in the past cave
That life had kept in grave
It made my smiles shave
Life seems to be in a rave
It took away what it gave
By leaving me in a stave
It made me kneel in nave
He tried his best to save
With his words of brave
To make my heart feel pave
So it lights and stops to crave
Slowly it started to behave
Felt will overcome the wave
But life acted like a knave
And labeled me has deprave
Now I am a muted enslave
With no songs of outbrave
Nor this pathos of mine will lave
So I had made myself enclave
Kranthi Pothineni
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/isolation-25/
