Friday 5 August 2016

Darling In Tiny Shoes

I set out on my regular business & daily chore,
Looking forward to the many destinations in store.

Distinct places to visit & things to be done-
Transactions & deals to take care, much fun!

Wherever I go, they welcome me with open arms,
It's the power of my desirable personality & charms!

My delicate & pretty dress & my lithe figure excites!
For my attention, there are flirtatious signals & fights!

They often wonder, "Darling, how do you look so nice?"
Even without makeup, I'm a feast for their eyes!

Some dare to trap me in their embrace to possess!
My Tiny Shoes often get stuck in the love-process...

I free myself knowing my purpose & nature's role for me-
They dream/desire/demand that I belong to them only!

I try to explain when I establish one-to-one contact with many-
Please note- I'm a Butterfly; I cannot be in just one flower's destiny!

As I bid bye, spread my wings & fly, the date-drama continues -
The next dashing flower gets me- I'm the Darling in Tiny Shoes!

(N.B- In the above poem, 'Darling In Tiny Shoes' refers to the Butterfly!)

Do you love Butterflies? Have you ever chased a Butterfly and tried to catch it? Have you ever wished that a Butterfly sits on your hand? Please share in the comments below.

Linking with-

BlogARhythm - #BarAThon - Day 5- Tiny Shoes
ABC Wednesday- D for Darling, Dream, Desire, Desirable, Dare, Dream,Demand, Destiny, Delicate, Darling, Dashing, Daily, Distinct, Done, Deals, Do, Date, Drama


  1. Wow! Absolutely loved your take, Anita.

    Would not have thought about the butterflies :)

  2. Butterflies...interesting take on the prompt, Anita!

  3. Very imaginative and beautiful poem.

  4. It's cute, beautiful, engaging with power imagination and sadness as well:)

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  6. Great thought and poem, Anita!
    Me on butterfly:

    "जीवेम शरदः शतम"
    किसकी तमन्ना है?
    ..मेरी तो क़तई नहीं!

    काश मैं तितली होती,
    भोर की किरण में पैदा.

    दिन भर उड़ती आज़ाद,
    खुली हवाओं में ताज़ी.

    रंग-बिरंगे फूलों से खेलती,
    छेड़ती, रस उनका पीती.

    गाँव की होती तो, भोले बच्चों में,
    शहर की तो, ख़ूबसूरत लड़कियों में,
    और जंगली होती तो,
    ज़मीन से ख़ुदाई तक के फ़ासलों में
    समूचा दिन बिताती.
    (मेरा पूरा जीवन!)

    और शाम ढले गिर जाती
    कृतज्ञ होकर
    अस्तित्व के प्रति...

  7. OMG Anita, you bring me back the memories of childhood. You wont believe, we as children used to gather Butterflies in a bag and free them back in our Rooms. Mom scolded us once for our act and we stopped. Silly we.

  8. Expressions expressed in a beautiful way.

  9. Wow! That was a very interesting and different take on the prompt. Love butterflies. :-)

  10. Like everyone here , I must also that this is a very different and beautiful take on the prompt. Unique!

  11. Wow! That came as a surprise to me! I thought it was a femme fatale! Great take on the prompt!

  12. Wow! Wonderful lines.. :) Loved the way you shifted our thoughts in last two lines..Amazing take on the prompt! :)

  13. What a wonderful poem !

    And no, I've chased one nor tried to catch it.... they are far to precious and vulnourable. I see them often in zoo's... I do try to catch them within my lenses ;-)

    Have a nice ABC-W-Day / – week
    ♫ M e l ☺ d y ♫ (abc-w-team)

  14. I thought it might be the butterfly! Such a cheerful poem, Anita!


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