The Rebirth Of The Butterflies

The Rebirth Of The Butterflies

A Poem by Hannabal_Marie
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In a cruel world, love is born.

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The neon sign is alive
Throbbing like a heartbeat
A moth flutters to its death
With every light it seems to meet
The world whispers your name
as much as it does
It’s still not the same
The streetlight is my spotlight
crowds cheer but there’s no one in sight
The wanderer is a star
a flicker in a dark room
a man is in the trees
could there be love after doom?!
Zoot Suit Riot
If I’d been born without a mouth
I’d still wouldn’t be quiet
A groan of motorcycles wake me
A kind voice shakes me
Out of this sad rut
And fills butterflies
inside my gut
Diamonds shatter on the windshield
When you’re abandoned on the highway
There’s no reflection in the glass
Where that dog has been left to stray
Jack’s on easy street
While Jill’s having Hard times
Smile and nod
And girl, don’t forget your lines!!!
You’ll look like a fool if you do
Then he’d never be into you
Traffic fireflies
Smear across the page
If you’re a rat
I’ll be the cat
stuck in the cage
Rubberman’s deformed
He wears a mask to hide
But all his scars are present
On the other side
The way you stared at me
Like you would devour my heart
I’ll be the painter
If you’ll be my work of art
'I love you'- too sudden, Too fast
But the deeds done
Like a spell been cast
Hello, Mr. Broken! How do you do?
It’s nice to meet you, I’m broken too!
Let’s pile us together, Fill each empty hole
With a shard from each of our broken soul
I know I could never be her
But I wish to help you forget her name
All I have to give is my love
And I know it won’t be the same
I couldn’t promise you the world
It’s a cruel place when you’re down
but what I can promise you
Is I’ll always be around
I do love you
But not in vain
But with all I have left in me
I know you fear the same fears, my dear
But soon in time you’ll see
The nights are long, But they are quiet
If your heart’s already broken, could I still buy it?
In time I will hold you soon
Until then you’ll remain
A ghost in my room!

© 2014 Hannabal_Marie


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Added on November 24, 2014
Last Updated on November 24, 2014
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Hannabal_Marie
Hannabal_Marie

Under your bed, CA



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The name's Hannabal Marie. I am a vaudevillian of sorts and a crazy cat lady who paints her face to Tom Waits. I live in my own world most of the time and I enjoy every minute of it. I am merely makin.. more..

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