Once remained inside a cocoon
When i was a larva they fed me with a spoon
Then became the pupa,the fun filled teenage
But they never closed me in a golden cage
Remaining facet,being a butterfly
Scared,Nervous,Yet ready to fly
Time to transpire,outta the comfort zone
Now its time to make it on your own
Staring at a turning point
Scaring if it'd disappoint
Trying keenly to observe
Whats hidden behind that curve
All those who went ahead left some footprints
Here i am coming,following their hints
Got a day left,to stay in this warm nest
To scribble trash and waste more time
Realizing its not about words that rhyme:D
Nurses strike: White Revolution 2.0
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*pic courtesy- doolnews*
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