Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie (4th June 1976 / Benin)

a wonderful poem with so beautiful images, thanks for informing me friend about the fake hanaring which is bellow this comment...enjoyed reading these sweet verses..

Influences me its aplomb calm,
To rise from seat to be nigh its charm.
Magnetised I extend my right arm
To induce it to float in my palm.
Tenderness on my palm it does stream,
Of experience this touch is a dream.

This is the stupidest poem I've ever read.

The form works with the message

What psyche fair in colours does rise
In flight of swerve and curve amid ease?
It my eyes trail wherever to please
Me to relish harmony it frees
Through me as my heart awes in its choice.
My heart sings of its hush to rejoice...........yes always it is matter for rejoice.. butterflies in different colour and they please us whereever they go..beautiful write..i liked it....10

read mine butterflies around... anywhere.. come home

this is a fine and organized poem!

A wonderful poem..............

Hey Obinna,

A powerful work of poetry written here! So many things come in such a well composed way to the readers mind and heart while reading.... Thank you for the sharing!

Greetings: Peter

True, the ride was worth taling on, words and rhyming superb.10

This is unbelievably great! i liked all of it, especially the second stanza that flooded my soul with joy. Keep it up, Obinna, this is a classic.

wow amazing. i could see the path of the butterfly and feel the senses around me. i quite enjoyed this piece.10