Here I have written about butterfly in third person, not in first person as "I dreamed I was a butterfly!"
God likes all lives, but
He much favours some; so does
He to butterflies.
Blessed are with boons,
God’s beloved flying
bloom.
Ha, What blend of hues!
Butterflies clever
Lay eggs under leaves lovely.
Leaves care eggs dearly.
Larvae from eggs rove
Over leaf; proud with body-stripes.
They prey on host leaf.
Hide pupae in
Cocoons as hermits in
Penance; shun they
ordeal.
Stylishly come
Out, the butterflies pretty.
Win adulation.
Form synonyms of
Charm, the flying flowers and
Garden flowers cute.http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.in/
Beautiful poem. The butterfly symbolizes transient or short-lived beauty.
ReplyDeleteYes, SG. Thank you.
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ReplyDeleteThank you,Janice.
ReplyDeleteMetamorphosis- of moods!!
ReplyDeleteYea, Anil, metamorphosing from egg to adult.
Deleteloved the story of butterfly :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you.Amrit.
ReplyDeleteYou went through the whole works. A butterfly does that really. Great write rudra!
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Than you,kaykuala.
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ReplyDeleteThank you,Krishna.
DeleteA beautiful poem on beautiful butterfly...
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Thank you,Loco.
DeleteLovely poem Prayaga! Please read this blogpost, in response to the Sunshine award. Thank you so much! :) http://tarangsinha.blogspot.in/2014/08/blogging-is-bliss.html
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