Cocoon

Micro poetry

 I envy my future self

that will rise 

from the ashes 

of a past

torched by 

the spark 

of vindication

I ignited

inside me.

As of now, 

I am content

being in this cocoon 

of grey, black 

and white

that I created

for me.

Both of which

keeps me away

from my present self

that befriends

lies and contempt

to survive.

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