Butterflies And Their Queen Poem by Ayush Chauhan

Butterflies And Their Queen



Dews that Day
Were tears of Butterflies.
They met me today
Under pale blue moonlight
They Greeted me, in dismay
'We hath lost something precious'
Said their sight.
'Has't thee seen our Queen
Who made a wish & win
To transf'rm into human
To liveth a feeling hath called life'

I replied, Pleasured, pleased
Breathing chutzpah &
Drowning in love..
' I know a princess in town
She rises in night, Brighter than moon
Shines like diamonds, Gold indeed
Smelt of roses & abloom flowering
Blossoming stars, moon,
& Everything around her
With Plentiful beauty.
Posses intentions like honey
Sweet, Vigour & Crazy.'

Flattering wings
of innocent butterflies
Had Flapp'd around the world
Sailed Tired in ocean of hope
Watching TV & a daily Soap,
Caterpillars were sailing as cream
Had Glittering eyes with daydreams,
Wandered like an fernweh
Like Cab driver lost his Way, They
Raced in Endless flower gardens &
Paris city & Perfume Factories &
Bakery shop & Poetry Blogs &
Empty streets & Magazine sheets &
Music CDs & Shady Mango Trees &
Libraries within books &
Darkness in it's looks..

I Sang You again,
'She's more beautiful than any brain.
She's In Grandma's wrinkled hands,
Dancing fingers with needles
In love with a Woollen bun,
In a dog's eye
Getting ready to be loved
From His ill-fated Master,
In a Ice Cream man's cart
Children decorated around, Cover Art
In a Park bench with no stands
Two souls with knotted hands,
In Childhood insists for football
More Messi than Parents goals,
In a bookworm Wearing a scent,
Eleven mins with Licentious intent.'
They Searched for a feel like home
Yes i saw their eyes Roam.

They begged to meet you
They wanted to greet you
I assured, gather later in skies
I planned for tomorrow, for you to rise
Like a dream with your mess
Rise natural with a red dress
Greet your disciples in daylight
They will worship you
At the very first sight..

But they didn't believed me
A skinny loner with a belief toner.
I too thought they will disturb you
A princess with a Cinderella shoe
So i gave them address in a paper
Something you can compare
The paper spoke single ruled
QUEEN, My darling, Is WITHIN YOU

Sunday, May 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fairytale,love
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Ayush Chauhan

Ayush Chauhan

Kota, Rajasthan, India
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