The Pollen Of Life

Image: Life by Ami Prasad

In the darkness of the night,
a delicate butterfly
sprinkled the pollen of life,
fragile yet sublime,
A celebration took place somewhere
Someone mourned the curse,
Flowers bloomed in a neighborhood
Innocent laughter was silenced somewhere

About the Poem

I lost a part of my heart when I read the news about the discovery of a mass grave of indigenous children. I couldn’t stop thinking about how some people could have so much love for their own children but treat others’ so horribly. How one could celebrate a new life at home but make it seem like a curse for someone else.

About the Author

Ami lives quietly in noisy New York City and writes poetry when she is not working in finance to pay her bills.

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