To Be A Butterfly

To Be A  Butterfly short poem

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As a little child,
I always wanted to be a butterfly
but as I was growing up,
the people who were heart of mine
took little by little &
piece by piece
according to their capacity ,
and instead of being a butterfly
I became a BAT.

who awakes at night ,
and fear of change in what remains
keeps it awake at nights
and keep it away from the beauty of life
because when one realize the reality of things
as everything will fade away
things stop fascinating because
As no matter what ,everything changes with time
everything ends with time

I learnt it in my childhood but


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i just write simple lines to free myself from the burden of random words which comes in my mind of and on.Poetry is beautiful way to express feelings and emotions which on the other hand are difficult to express.Everyone takes POETIC lines in their own meaning and feel the depth and UNDERSTAND it by their own experiences in journey of life.Poetry can touch both depth and peak of sadness,happiness,and all other relative emotions.feelings are the most prestige element of human life.They have warm expression when one is happy and FROZEN STONE LIKE EXPRESSION when one in in the sea of pain.Writing keepS one alive after every death As human die hundreds of time before the ultimate physical death... i consider those people very lucky who had eyes to see and sense to feel the things around...and who have felt the depth of life,s reality and have touched "gham ki intha" we can see in poetry of JAUN ELIA...:)
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That was all right too, these days i wear rose coloured specs just to chase reality away a little.
I did like your poem.

Randall Smith

I found this to be such a sad writing. To have dreams shattered by family at such a young age and then be afraid to dream again. We all read poems differently but I hope the dreams are not gone.


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