Sad Death Of A Butterfly Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

Rugged wings of the butterfly
frail and fatigued.
bounced by scorching heat of the sun
bumps on to my garments
but cheats my senses.

Who blew the siren?
unstoppable, untamed
unbearable, unchecked!

Whose thunderous voice,
Whose clarion call
nurtured in the tender wings
of earthly butterfly
a fervent desire
for a fiery flight
towards the radiant?

I sense the sad landing
of the baffled creature
but to utter surprise
find nowhere, nowhere!

Is it the sluggish caterpillar
of the days gone
within the protective cocoon
or very close to me somewhere?

Who exhorted for a heliotropic flight?
tempted for a limitless height!

For a new world order
was it a conspiracy
for a cold blooded murder?