Beauty’s a prison when love is gone <br />No matter which way you turn <br />Forget the freedom you once won <br /> <br />The window landscape’s no more fun <br />The TV still goes on to burn <br />Beauty’s a prison when love is gone <br /> <br />Time for bitter tears to run <br />You chill a glass of bitter spurn <br />Forget the freedom you once won <br /> <br />The sights have faded, the day is done <br />You go to bed to toss and turn <br />Beauty is a prison when love is gone <br /> <br />Beauty is a prison when love is gone <br />Forget the freedom you once won<br /><br />Ishan Chaitanya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beauty-s-a-prison/
