Shells Inside The Shell Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The journey inside a shell never ended,
where do I exist?
When I removed the first shell
I saw a network of social relationships
having experienced various forms of relations
when I became tired of all
I removed the shell.
Again I wasn't there.
Since then I have been removing shells after shells,
seventy two shells I have removed by now
and what I could know
the number of shells is infinite.
If ever I manage to remove the last shell
and I find a nothingness there
I shall regret why I removed the first shell
as I was happy wherever I was
at least the social relationships
kept me feeling I exist somewhere
as I am loved by so many.
So what if I am hated by a few.
I love so many
but I, too, hate a few.
The journey is amazing
inside every shell a beauty I found
a light that changed its color.
Inside every shell clouds of different colors
were down pouring various forms of love.
Though the thunders frightened me
and sometimes I was injured
but I felt a lightning conductor within me
that saved me for the day
on that I shall remove the last shell
what a pleasure it will be
to see the source of light!
But what if I come to know
it wasn't the last shell
and there are more shells inside the shell!