Treasure Island

Aimanu Begum


Death Of A Butterfly


New curtains hung
Floors scrubbed
Till shone as mirror.
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  • Shahzia Batool (8/30/2013 1:14:00 PM)

    Herein lies the difference between feathers and wings, a woman is not a feathered creature like an eagle meant to soar high, rather she is a winged butterfly, not to fly freely on the blows of winds, but to reach from one to another flower...such is the limitation of women-folk here in our side of the world...with the exception of a rare kind, the general lot is the same...here Death is not something physical, not feeling free to exercise one's choice is also Death...
    i'm not 100% sure of my interpretation but i read it like this...
    thank you for writing and sharing this poem...
    regards
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