Witness the lyrics of sorrow
Upon the evening wings of a butterfly,
Tanned with yellow pollens of sun.
It's time to rest now, as
Flowers folded themselves against moon.
She is rebounding alone
On the chilled hands of breeze
Without a drop of honey from night's bud,
And missing the warmth of a home
That she had lost,
When she flew out at dawn
Tearing the cozy cells of her cocoon.
There is justification in title. Well composed poem. Thanks for sharing.....10
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I would like to translate this poem
no need for sorrow for such is natures way thanks-10