Thursday, October 08, 2009

Abortion

Last night, a giant moth pregnated
And laid its coccoon over the fields.
Covered the mountains and the plains.
Close knit to the ground a nest
For its young to be born in.
The next morning the Sun and the man
Bore gaping holes in it.

3 comments:

Gitanjali said...

wow! so beautifully written

Sunpreet Singh Khanuja said...

What drove you to that thought?!? May I ask!

Zedekiah said...

Thanks Gitanjali. :-)
Sunpreet: just a random thought on an idle evening. Thanks for visiting :-)