They say, I live in a cocoon that I have created for myself. They say, I live in my ‘own world of fantasy’. They are right, yes they are!! I do live in my cozy bubble, where the world seems much more beautiful, much more bright, scenic, dreamy and enchanting unlike the world outside.
perhaps a contraption,
like a wheel,
whirling and swiveling.
Not a hamlet,
but a locale, deserted.
Mortals bellowing all about.
Afar awaited something,
a sanctuary or perhaps a shrine.
Holy Cross with a benevolent smile.
Abrupt gaping of the ingress ,
kind of dismayed.
Macabre or a human,
ghastly and scary,
stitching and sewing a carcass,
staring with an eerie smile.
Poem’s background – A dream put together in words.
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