The Song of Broken wings
A pride with which her tiny Soul shines
Moulding the brave medals
Of wars
Donning the glowing scars
With wisdomful Smile
She makes it,
a moment to remember
When her soul fought
the mighty fight,
When She won the game of Survivor
more than thousand times
Achieving a remarkable mark for her Life
From where now everyday,
A Ray of Light illuminates so Bright.
She holds onto this Light of Paradise
And Glides to her way
For which she was born
Living a life full size
With a Soul of phoenix
And Body of Butterfly
She lost the part of her wings
Yet she knew how to Fly
Reminding herself the fact
Living like Yourself;
Is the Best way to Gracefully Die.
Poem dedicated to the Butterfly 🦋
@saumya_wafa0 ©
An ode to the Butterfly who fought for her Life and in that war she lost a part of her wings, Yet she knew how to Fly. I don't know how that happened, but I know this butterfly who come everyday on our small terrace garden. Along with 11-12 more other butterflies.
She is one of the most beautiful and Delicate fighter who knows, how to keep flying...✨🖤💜💛✨☘️🌼☘️🌼🌼☘️💚🌷🌺🥀🌷❇️☘️🌼🍀
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