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
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
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