k‡ãi SsKvi
Butterfly without wings
-Syeda Nahida Akter, CSE
I was trying all day long to fly
a kite in my gloomy shadowed blue sky.
It was almost dark and
so far I’ve done
a battle with wind and welcomed
the hasper and dawn.
I didn’t know when she entered into my sky
and began to fly .
I forgot to blink
“Doesn’t she have any?”
She smiled as though she could read me!
“How can be she so happy?”
I felt pity and jealous at the same time
I didn’t know why
I looked at my gown
It had columbine, clover, peony;
I looked at her
“What does she have more than me?”
“I don’t have any sky
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