Poetry

Dream dear

If I were a butterfly, I would flutter my wings of confidence
Painting hues of merriment on the canvas of pale lives
Calling will of celebrations numbed by lamentations

Sky as the limit I would spread my dreams
Small things of happiness as my aim I would live

Life so short I would fill with satisfaction
Peace as my path I would destine my journey

Aaha! The imagination itself made my heart a feather
Colorful I find myself, joyous is this feel

Speechless is this mirth of tiny birth
If I were a butterfly, I would live without boundaries,
Restrictions and religious compulsions….

Wish I could fly with wings of happiness
Like that of a fly , luxury being freedom from foolish fights
Luxury being friendly with each other…..

Raji❤