Butterfly - Poem by Perveiz Ali
Oh butterfly! How delicate your decency is,
Should I call you
Queen of Decency?
Or queen of Beauty among butterflies?
The more beauty the more innocence you have,
Yet never a false pride of superiority.
Simple, yet meaningful in character,
Angel walk and noble thoughts.
These repetitive backward glances,
Tempts my being to have wings.
To follow you to moors of peace,
To relate details from my deep recesses.
Regal stories of my secret desires,
These I could spin as tales for you.
To express my dreams of voyaging ships,
In your port to dock and bring tales of adventure.
© Perveiz Ali
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