Butterfly

By Annesha Ghosh

Once I was a butterfly

In a dream that's etched in my soul

Like silent fading scars that mark the delicate skin

And linger like the incarnation of a distant past.

I flew through the greys of an unforeseen land

Dripping my jewels on the rough stone chips

From the lack of symmetry that my wings withheld

Resonating resemblance with my chaotic life.

Bewildered and desolate, I cried for help

And then in my gaze I found you there,

Lost and unsettled, with big bright eyes

That twinkled when their black met

The rainbow of me.

You came warily and touched my edge

And a longing current shot right through me,

I felt as if I found the sole purpose of my life:

To colour your heart and to make you fly.

So, sparkles and glitters conspired through us,

Till you were ecstatic, and I was grey

But I knew that when I'll wake up later

At least in my dream, I'll live in you.

By Annesha Ghosh