My Cocoon Poem by Namita Rani Panda

While driving home
In my air conditioned car
Listening to music
I look out side
Through the glass window
The nature speeding past
In the opposite direction
I, a passive observer
As if watching nature
Through the TV screen
Joys moving in a frame
So dull and boring!

How nice were those days
When I was cycling to my school
Feeling the touch of the breeze so cool
Kissing my cheeks
Playing with my hair
And a free bird I was
Flying in open air
The frame was not there
The feeling of being a part of the scene
Was so overwhelming!

Now I have unlearned cycling
No fascination for Nature
Rather afraid of infection due to air pollution
So I need a cocoon for protection
And wherever I go I prefer my car!