Out Of Dry Petals Poem by Ashik Mahmud

Out Of Dry Petals



Of Dry Petals
Dry Petals may seem prosaic
Like blank verses of the evening
Tuned with symphonies of silver moon and stars around
Promise a lyric so near so soon-
Of chirping, Of Dew drowned dawn;
Dry petals deceives sight more in bright,
Petals, not dead, all that need is a butterfly flap
For a spin of air or monsoon shower to fall on the ground
To transcend the fall
To influence towards rise.
Surely, a butterfly, flaps wings behind the clouds
Towards all those petals; on the wall hung alone
Painted dry petals all together
Silent, alone, not dead to mourn;
The blue butterfly, flies beneath blue horizon-
With letters of new moon for old cloud’s and crew;
Believe in hopes, hopes are true.

Monday, June 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,optimism,romanticism
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