Butterflies In My Dreams Poem by Asma Khan

I heard a thunder strike
loud and roaring
in the middle of this lonely night
a butterfly fell from nowhere
I felt it's lost breathe
which only said
set me free from this pain
I whispered in its ear

'It takes time
you will be over it soon! '
how long does it take to fly?
how long does it take to close your eyes?
how long does it take to breathe?
how long does it take to dream?

all these stretches of time
will teach you,
will tell you,
will prepare you,
will feed you,
and my dear dream,
you will be over it soon!

so give your hands in the hands of time,
let the time swing your loneliness
into colors of wild spring
and laughing winds
let the time roll away these
twinkling tears from the
silky soft rosy cheeks
and turn them into
cotton clouds of joys and deep, smooth sleep!