chrysalis...........

​chrysalis.........

budding engraver he,
hardly his hands
picks the tool, as he

tremble with thoughts
lest making
a cut on stone, goes amiss

chiselled he, within the mind imagining
the shape of figure every
detail  - carved a wonderland, creating

a whole world of himself, fairy
creatures - elves and angels,
confined himself within enclosed  by

his naively nature, as he still learns
to lay his hands on rock
still far from holding implements

just entered to into adolescence, sock
of growth, blown up his
soul to take a route of dreamy fluke

as turning into adulthood - the age of his,
least wanted, to leave (chrysalism's) bliss....!


© Prasannakkumar