A butterfly’s guide

Fragrance through the Garden,
Caught several time my pardon.
It is a little new born Butterfly,
Who broke it’s exoskeleton,
Recently.

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It was hanged from number of weeks,
Just above my head,
In tiny balcony of mine.
I used to see  it in those days,
I grew few flower plants for it,
2 white lilies and one Mogra.
I wished it would stay here forever,
As my child and part of mine.
I created few artefacts of flowers,
Decorated windows as garden.
And spread scent to feel home.
Its not been a day it came out,
It gone through all flowers,
And it tried to break glass,
To left my home and to pass.

I forgot its a nature,
Whom I tried to tie,
In my selfish little desire,
But its a nature of new born,
To fly.
Only fragrance could it tie.

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Author: RV_Sir

Currently working as Asst. Professor in Parul University, Vadodara. I have my hands in the fields of art and poetry and continuously boosting my skills. You can refer linesays.org for checking in what I am up to.

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