"Resting on the floor
Looking at the luminous sky full of stars, With the metal bars covering the moon, He was remembering the day he murdered for a jewel,
Wishing instead he could just go to the hill and cherish this view."

"The persisting gusts of wind are flowing through a bitsy window of the cell, Seems like they wants a unlocked space route, not this prison hell. Every bluster superficially wants to change his perspective of this god creation, Looking forward to the world for peaceful relations."

"He egarly wants to seeize the moment for which is also ready to break the place of detention, But reverse the thought cause their is no gain,
He still has to run and run,
the cops will never let him rest instead of this isolation.
In the end, decided to complete the punishment and breathe in the cosmos like a free man."

© krishan_goyal