WITHIN FOUR WALLS

 

WITHIN FOUR WALLS

Inking is not for a lifelong prison,
Sinking not for a rebellious vision,
Drinking venomous lines, written,
Tricking innocent, corrupt, stricken,
Not an intention for imprisonment,
Confined lifelong suffer precedent,
A door opened, warning never to cross,
A window door ajar, life at a loss,
Countless thoughts silence enwrap,
Limitless waiting, patience, life traps,
Eyes still unblinking express nothing,
Her heart, shouldered with a love ring
Patience tests for a mother, enveloped,
Years and decades rolled by, developed,
Her room, Lord's picture frames,
Her deep faith prayers are afame,
No escape, she woke up at midnight,
Fearful, worried, saw a dream fright,
The wick, oiled lamp lit, azan in tears,
May her child return quickly, appear,
Nothing happened, no letter informed,
Unspoken, her question unanswered,
The immeasurable pain for her child,
Least succumbed, motherhood mild,
Unearthly soft heart love undiluted,
Distance to time hardly her polluted,
Looked at the milling crowd traffic move,
Find, identify, and recognize to prove,
Still at her door, open, and waiting patiently,
No smile, ageless hunger saw openly,
Does not know freedom under veils,
Within four walls in a room she dwells,

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Date: 24 May 2026
Themes: A mother prefers her home
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