The Butterfly And The Rose Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

The Butterfly And The Rose



You are the rose,
I am your butterfly,
Every now and then,
On your bosom I lie.

Your fragrance keeps me alive,
Your angel-like-radiance makes me glad,
When the vigorous wind keeps me away from you,
Like a flood victim, I feel utterly sad.

I am because you are,
We are meant for each other!

Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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