I was in the garden
When I passed a caterpillar,
Lying alone inside a chrysalis
"Ain't it tiresome," I asked,
"To be confined?"
"Nah!" she replied,
"I am transforming
And I will emerge
As a beautiful butterfly
Soon!"
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The Gift Of Words
PoetryFeatured in the Reading List 'Poetry Collections' on the official Wattpad Anthologies Page #First Place at the Poetry Awards held by the Bridge Society! #Third Place at the Jungle Awards! The term 'Navras' in Sanskrit describes nine different emotio...
