A silken splash of color
Black streaks on red
But a wing that is broken
Is of no use, they said
A whirring jumble of metal
Slicing through the air
Ran through my body
Smash, rent & tear
A creature of light I used to be
Flying far and near
But dark is my world now
Numbed with pain and fear
‘spring is upon the valley now’,
The flowers are telling me.
‘my spring is past’, I tell them,
‘I cannot drink from thee,now’
A cocoon opens on the mulberry tree
To reveal my sister, crumpled and weak
But before long she flies away
To a future I no longer seek
Cold is the touch of death on my brow
As fresh as the winter dew
I shall go now, into oblivion,
Not broken anymore, but new
perhaps.
love i might still,again!
Please take note
8 months ago
Posts
9 comments:
And may you love again! :)
That was such a beautiful web of words you weaved there!
This one's beautiful! All the best to the butterfly! :)
Hell yeah you will !
This is the best that you have written!Beautiful is the only word that can do justice to it.
‘spring is upon the valley now’,
The flowers are telling me.
‘my spring is past’, I tell them,
‘I cannot drink from thee,now’
...you could do without the 'now' in the last line.
It's a lovely poem.
love is such a splendorous !!!it puts life in the heart of death ....
this is a beautiful expression ...
gr8 work !!!
may the butterfly find love. but this was so sad.
Hey how's you?Long time no updates!
hello !!!
thank you all.i just moved in.again. :)
Post a Comment