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Noted Nest

Butterfly

By Nida Fatima


In the realm of make-believe, where dreams are sown,

the butterfly sought solace in the darkness unknown.

In idyllic hues, life's canvas unfolds,

where hope, woebegone, a cloak of sorrow beholds.

Once a sight to behold, now merely an absence on the windowsill,

the butterfly's but a silenced witness to life's intricate thrill.

For in idyllic retreats, epiphanies unfold,

and her erstwhile sorrows fade into stories untold.

The butterfly can but embrace her plighted fate,

steadfast against all aberration, her sorrows reverberate.

The child couldn't stand the trials of the hour, the tapestry of time

her misery was woven in symphony, as his terror intertwined.

Let the butterfly be a reminder, a cautionary tale

of the vile deeds that the child had to entail.


By Nida Fatima



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Zikra Siddique
Zikra Siddique
3 days ago

Beautiful ❤️

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Fatima
Fatima
4 days ago

Well written ✨

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Mohammad Arif
Mohammad Arif
4 days ago

sounds like someone's finally channeling their obsession with butterflies into poetry 😆👏🏻

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So, is butterfly like a symbol of fragility and beauty contrasting with sorrow or loss? Or perhaps the narrative is about childhood trauma of some sort

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Zofashan Zaydan
Zofashan Zaydan
4 days ago

Your choice of words paints such a vivid picture. Beautiful imagery!

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