Once upon a time
A bright blue fly
Crashed into my life.
Noble and true
So beautiful and cute,
Such a pretty butterfly,
And he was mine.
He loved and gave joy,
I was all smiles, because he was my butterfly.
Then came a day
He bid me farewell.
Shocked and aghast
I wondered what went wrong?
Such pretty and divine
He was meant to be forever mine.
But I couldn't hold him tight
Or command and fight.
To see his smile
I set him free and sigh.
Now he is gone
My Beautiful life is bygones.
Neither any butterfly has that charm
Nor could provide that love & warmth.
So now I simply wait,
Nice post Nikitha.
ReplyDeleteEvery person have different butterflies of different colours being forms of friend, love or fame etc.
You made a poem which everyone can connect to their lives.
Great going
May you have best butterflies in your garden of life :)
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DeleteSimple yet profound. Welcome to blogoshpere Nikitha!
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