Little yellow wings creature,
bright just like sun shine of nature, come out of its safest zone, to see the world on its own.
Amazed to see tall buildings,
glass flowers and iron trees blinking, then It seems hungry at all, and look for food in cemetery walls.
Exploration of living makes him depressed,
In this Morden world it found nothing to have, abruptly a miracle happened to him, a drop of life fall upon him.
It flew high to get that marvel,
and don’t give up as it was tired, an old lady, wearing yellow sari same as it’s, and both look at each other with such a bliss.
She is watering plants of its living,
and seems like a God of giving, Butterfly devoted life to its Mother, and live it’s life happily ever Dynamic poems on Finding Short Poems on Hope Modern Life* Poems
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she pulled the heart from her pocket she looked at the hunk of red muscle she bit into it, it tasted sweet she felt the blood drip down her chin she realized she would always be a part of her
You raise your wings like an angelic insect, sent with a goodwill message to deliver. Hovering around flowers gay with a gentle touch, and the kiss of life of a kindhearted fairy. You are truly blameless of anything scary, bringing
Each flower so bright and beautiful Moments so specially spent We walked hand in hand Through the tranquil serene land With the melody of nature Benet the Rainbow bridge After the Rainstorm Each flowers honey we suckled Giggles turn to
Butterfly as a whisper comes around for a little child happiness is found, he sees a colorful art of life. She stays near the child not afraid of being burnt by the desire. Is it a candle or a child?
I am beautiful like a butterfly. Such lovely wings I have, I love the sky. I am so lovely, aren’t I? Wherever I go, heads twirl and gazes follow me. No one can ignore me I am a beautiful girl.