Butterfly Poem by Saint Cynosure
Butterfly
You're pathetically ugly,
thats what they all say.
As they frolic together,
in the summer and play.
And I'm all alone,
all by myself.
Here in my tree,
with nobody else.
But the jokes on them,
and soon they will see.
All of this beauty,
that lives inside me.
For my time will come,
and some day real soon.
When I step outside,
of my self woven room.
In my beautiful colors,
so pleasing to eyes.
Kaleidoscopical beauty alive in the sky...K
Saint, Cute poem. Consider ending it with 'That is how this butterflies' (play on words) Peace, Ray
i like that you apparently took suggestions from Adeline in editing. :) bri
is adding..K, at the end, just your 'signature'? is it meant to be part of the poem? i'd like a stanza break between these two lines, ...but... i don't get my way always, and it's your poem, AND a good one! with nobody else. But the jokes on them, to MyPoemList. and i plan to use in my February 2019 showcase of poems, soon to be found in my list of PH poems, with topics this month of lonely and butterfly. Thanks. bri (:
Beauty deep within and the courage to unwrap the layers that hide it. Thank you for posting this.
This is a good poem that has much more going for it than just cute. I really liked that last line. May I show you two changes that would help? The first word of the first line should read 'You're' because you really mean 'you are'; also, you may have meant the third line to read, 'As they frolic'. Great poem. Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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that was good stuff... keep on keepin' on