Prisoners

Behind the bars... 

There is a world,  

Of people like me

Called as prisoners.

Walls and bars 

Are all breaking me down,

With thought of the faces 

That show me frown.  

I robbed and killed 

To have happiness

In my heart filled, 

Felt life is going well

But no...not..., I landed in hell.

Ahh! I made a mistake,

Oh, my dear friend-

For which I now repent

For all those happy moments, 

 I lost with family and friends 

But now I have changed 

"Help all" is what my soul says

Repeat not -what my past has

And I wish to build 

A better society .. 

For you, me and my Friends.....