Butterfly Poem by Suvro Bhattacharya

Butterfly



Butterfly oh yes!
she feels the pain agony the sorrow
for yesterday today and tomorrow!
she conceives all all the sin
our deeds and the dream
and blooms in colors yet!
painting the heart on her tiny wings
for hours
still we are stillborn sttuborn in our goal
lust for power not the flower..

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Allemagne Roßmann 09 September 2012

We are morons-only butterflies render us oxymoron..so truly said Sir

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Dave Walker 30 September 2011

Really like this my friend really good write.

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Allemagne Roßmann 18 September 2011

very poignant write..good assembly of thoughts

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