NO OPEN SPACE LEFT. [English Poem]

All space occupied by,
Illusion,Analysis,Phobia
The simmering selves,
permeating smoke from wildfire,
Far cries of jackal,
Notorious,treacherous silence in,
Setting either way,
Fire in parched forests,
Or camouflaging stress of distress,
THAT NO OPEN SPACE LEFT, 
The reach of mighty Net,
The developments have developed,
The erstwhile Net of hunting,
Now constricting whole being,
Preying the vulnerabilities of vulnerable,
Enlarging of catchment zone,
Raging forest fire somewhere
distracting other oasis,
NO SPACE left for tranquil existence,
The mighty and The buds,
All shivering The impending,
The hypothetical hypothesis,
buzzing all around,
The TROLLS incarnated,
to liberate The planet,
CONFISCATING ALL OPEN SPACE,
Turning all surrounding,
in isolated cell,cages,
where one breathe in nostalgia,
OF that OPEN SPACE,
Now not available,
Either it is dusk or dawn.





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