by Venkat


which is the butterfly
that flutters
flower to flower
admiring its own wings

no more so
with weights of desire
to capture what remains
forever on the back of our arms



2 Comments to “Freedom”

  1. A delicate creature – Freedom . . . Either too much of it or too little of it result in bondage . . . Nice Verse . . .

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