Something New

Would you live without your 
shell, one day? A chasm 
was growing between us. I 
was feeling very aloof. 

Intruding on your private 
grief, sometimes I will 
see the blue veins ascending 
the marbeled thighs. 

Beehive and death, sets 
us apart. Beyond the age 
a sun sinks in crimson glory. 
To bring peace on the spikes of grass. 

The dreams were disappearing. 
The house sits knee deep 
in thoughts. I will be collecting the 
knobs fallen from the doors.

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If a shell that protects from harm of the outer world would be miserable to live without!
But this one seems more alluring to the disaster of human life...that's hard to live with....
Strong write Satish😊