Enslaved Night

Something died
On that deadly night
A beautiful dream fell
And lost its light

Without a saying
Or a fight
It became chained
And lost its right

Tears fell
And screams rang
Full of hatred
And pain

Dragged and broken
People driven insane
By others cruelty
And became enslaved without names

Something died
On that deadly night
Life became a broken winged bird
That lost its flight

Reviews

[Bhumika Devkota]

Awesome poem, it flows really good and is sooo good.