Where I Dwell

It was dead dark, I fell

It was rough bark, I held

It’s a story unheard, I tell

I took deep breath, I propel

Looked down but not dispel

It’s a cocoon of love, I dwell

When I came out and Rebel

I got bruised, I yell

It’s a story unheard, I tell

I picked myself from that hell

It was a bad day, I compel

I went back to cocoon, I dwell

I was scared, I retell

When it was dead dark, I fell

I looked back to my trail

I was strong survivor of that dell

Realised Darkness wasn’t the reason I fell

Lack of light, well

I made my own lights and bell

Wind chimes and music, I sell

It’s cocoon of love I dwell.

⁃ Anupriya

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