Human relations like a cocoon,
Provide energy and elation,
Its tender warmth nurses,
And thaws frozen emotions,

 Melted hearts become one,
Time strengthens the bonds,
Its purity and rarity,
Embalms and nurtures hearts,

 Its sublimity and serenity,
Sedates the ruffled spirits,
The serenades enthuse life,
Blissful feelings cloud rife,
 
Fear slowly creeps in one soul,
Uneasiness infects the cocoon,
Its warmth metamorphoses ,
Into smouldering furnace heat,

 Delicate bonding  of hearts,
Appears like prison shackles,
Love and understanding fades,
Giving birth to dark shades,

Its sanctity is devastated,
Recoiling splits open the cocoon,
Weeping whining and begging,
To withhold its broken edges,

 All go unheard as tortures,
With one agonising push,
Breaks the cocoon and flies away,
Never looking back at the spoils,

 

Leaving behind the love,
All alone and forlorn clinging,
The broken and shattered cocoon,
That once housed all their love,

 From far a sob is softly heard,
'Cocoons are not forever'......

 

~Sonali S.C~
13th Jan 2003