She doesn't know about truth -
She never heard of lies
She is a butterfly
Her wings are fireproof
But in the night she cries
And flies out to the roof
To all the butterflies
To say she doesn't see a sooth
And then prepares to die
Wont wake up the next day
For all the butterflies
Who yet haven't passed away
Forever you may say she cried
But she lived only for one day
One day of life, one day to die
One day can bring a change, don't waste your time, go live and play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice visual metaphor: 'She is a butterfly'' well written poem 10