Housewife.(Butterfly cinquain#1)

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Chapped hands,

and brittle nails.

Trail of unending dust,

dreams rotting under pile of clothes.

Wings clipped,

in the cloak of duty and love.

Maybe it is love or,

chains that she needs,

to break.

~Mayuri Srivastava~

Click on the above link to see the prompt.

I wrote this poem for Collen M. Chesebro’s tuesday prompt which was to write a butterfly cinquain. The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. 

Hope you will find it meaningful.

Thank you.

15 thoughts on “Housewife.(Butterfly cinquain#1)

  1. This is powerful writing, Mayuri. I could see women through your words — struggling, searching, wanting more. Thank you for digging deep and sharing with all of us. 💗

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