"All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling."~Oscar Wilde.
These words alongside the image of the shattered butterfly wing are devastating. You have an ability to make haunting associations, Nazia. Thanks.
Thank You Elisabeth and Pallav!For hearing the whisper.
I hear it too. A wonderful poem, with its own little rhythm. And the leaf is a finger, and the butterfly is the broken nail....
Thank you William.Yes!!It means exactly that. The effort of searching for the right image turns out to be worthwhile now.
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