This is not my second part of poetry. But it is something in which I felt like sharing with the world. It is a poem I wrote hope you enjoy.
Stripped of freedom, men embrace loneliness
while waiting in a cage of solitude
wrapped in chains, one begins to think
of what they could have done
of what they have done
Regret is a black shadow
reminding men of what they could have been
keeping men company in their worst of times.
hope you enjoyed a short poem for all. Enjoy poetry month.
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