BUTTERFLY

You spread your wings and prepared to fly,
As you have always been the pretty butterfly.
I remembered the day you flew abandonedly
And landed gracefully on the lonely daffodil.

 

Your immense beauty radiates friendliness in air,
And captured momentary gaze of deep brown eyes.
Mesmerized by your graceful wing flutters,
I forgot how i was wounded and painfully lamed.

 

Aforethought to seize your lovely, i want you mine.
I gave you the butterfly garden you were designed.
Seemly happy and content in the cosmic beauty,
But i feel your eremitic life so incomplete with me.

 

Though i am so fleshed out with interim joy in you,
Your beauty has to flourish in the light of absolution.
I borrowed the creation i know will never be mine,
So fly my butterfly to the garden where you belong.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

As one song goes, "when you love someone so deeply, they become your life...but i will stand to say goodbye for you will never be mine." I wish i can keep the man who wakes  my slumbering heart, taught me to love, and gave me the reason to smile again. But he is not mine, somebody owns him. If to let him go is the most unselfish thing to do, i may shed tears, but I can't let someone else unhappy.

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Butterfly:

 

 

Some people like nature and the butterfly have to be free. This is the evident message in your poem. I liked your poem very much and was glad the butterfly was freed to roam.


 

 

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