Parray Shahid

Dear Butterfly

Come with me,
Pour me your trust;
For I cannot see,
See you dart,
In the deserted fields;
Dead everywhere,
Everywhere they start;
The flowers thou adore,
Are dead and no more;
Dead in their beds,
Thence came a musk ere;
Ere a while,
For now they pile,
With their morose heads,
Lolling in the sheds;
No hummingbird,
But decayed sound;
The verdant mound,
Turned barren ground;

So I can't behold,
You to be forsaken
Lorn in this land,
Amidst dust and the sand;
So pour me your trust,
And come with me!

Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly, love, rhyme, trust

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 2, 2017
Poem Edited: Monday, March 20, 2017

Form: Lyric


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Comments about Dear Butterfly by Parray Shahid

  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (5/5/2017 5:04:00 AM)

    So I can't behold,
    You to be forsaken
    Lorn in this land,
    Amidst dust and the sand;
    So pour me your trust,
    And come with me! After writing and describing so much you end the poem in such a wonderful way... thank you dear poet. tony

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