Butterfly-lady evaluates the nectar,
Wipes her pollen smitten lips;
Sprouts her satin colurful wings,
Flaps it softly to explore the horizon;

Recalls her journey from larva to pupa,
And an eternal silence in cocoon;
Tears rolls down her rosy cheeks,
as she treasures her hardship-filled past;

From scornful looks to lovable feelings,
From avoidance to acceptance,
A metamorphosis well amalgamated,
with knowledge of various emotions.

——— Binzy
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