Hiya, here it goes.. I am a butterfly trying too hard to fly With every breath i take lot of things i try to fake this world looks lifeless my destiny in complete mess only thing which i m proud of is the freedom which i can show off there used to be a pink flower where i used to hide during shower don't know why i am missing her don't know why i am shouting from so far they say one prince came one day plucked and took her on his way still there are many flowers left but the one is gone where my heart was kept Is it a mistake to be beautiful or its a crime to be wonderful things come and go nothing remains happiness goes and brings lot of pains Heared some whispers in garden she died the next day when she was used for a while and thrown still her body lies dead on that stone Oh god,in next life please make her ugly but still would like to be her butterfly lost in her petals i will sleep smile sometimes and sometimes weep... ~Bish.
SUCH AN AWESOME poem and NO reply?!!! wat has gotten into everyone... luved every line of it man! great flow i must say... keep riting
don't know why i am shouting from so far the only line whch has effect..... personally feel its now well written....its something crafted ...may be i am wrong...but that was the reason i didnt wanted to comment first
Liked it...great work man.The poem changed it's course completely after the second stanza.. I think you really have good skill in writing from the third person point of view..though this opinion is based on 2 of your best works so far (IMO)The Stone and The Butterfly...
there used to be a pink flower where i used to hide during shower I dont like these lines but apart from this it was very nicely written. Hope to read more from you.
