which is the butterfly
that flutters
flower to flower
admiring its own wings
freedom
no more so
with weights of desire
to capture what remains
forever on the back of our arms
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which is the butterfly
that flutters
flower to flower
admiring its own wings
freedom
no more so
with weights of desire
to capture what remains
forever on the back of our arms
image: steveolivo.edublogs.org
Posted on November 6, 2014 at 11:38 AM in Poetry, Venkat | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
A delicate creature – Freedom . . . Either too much of it or too little of it result in bondage . . . Nice Verse . . .
Because we turn it into a source of pleasure and pain it seems…
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