Hollow
With hard white sheet wrapped around me
I imagine the world waiting on something
Twinkling stars and mingling songs
The merry of life and the warmth of sun
But the world that I live in, is hollow
Like a prison, I am sure it would collapse someday
There would be the light that I seek
May be the horizon that my eyes want to see
But for now my world is hollow
Resting on husk and waiting to hatch.
So many lovely things. “the merry of life”.
I am on the neighboring husk in an egg of my own.
Thank you for the award.
Thanks , i just feel one day we all eventually find the courage and right way to break out of this egg 🙂