Marie Cris Ponsaran
Butterfly - Poem by Marie Cris Ponsaran
the butterfly of doubt came fluttering back
once again into my heart
it brings despair and frustration and I
cannot help but be in a standstill
there are too many unanswered questions
hovering above my head
i said to myself: 'believe, don't regret!
whatever you do, smile.'
but why does the mere movement of this butterfly
makes me want to run away?
it touches softly, the inner walls
of my heart without malice
it just wanted to make its existence known
this butterfly is my conscience
one that i hold so dear
and yet i want to crush it
with my bare hands.
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