Featured: Wattpad Poetry Feb 2022
Simple thoughts about life, love & longing!
These are few short conversations I had with my friend. She visits seldom, as she is busy with others. But, when she does, she makes me fall in love with her.
Her name is...
A colourful butterfly, Soared high up in the sky, She was unlike any other, Flew alone & high above.
From the haze of clouds, She saw a dry colourless rose, "He is alone, broken & dry!" Folding wings, she left her sky.
For hours & days, she laboured, Carrying few drops of nectar, borrowed from other flowers, In return for her own Auer, Till the flower turned anew, Colourful and deep blue.
The butterfly was tired, She had peeled her colours, To paint the once sombre flower; She was colourful no more, Naked, bare, yet, happy in love.
The blue rose opened its eyes, Opened his petals and disguise, He looked at her feet, broken wings, Laughed at her now colourless blings.
"I am the rainbow and you the earth, Go back there, where you deserve, I am deep blue, the colour of hue, You are black, colourless like dew."
And he flicked her away without a care, Into oblivion, into thin air, He turned his eyes, to the blue sky, In search of another bird that flew!
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