Butterfiles Tears

This describes how a butterfly can slowly die.....

Softly spreaded wings

Moving with the winds soft breeze

Colorful and bright

Black as night

And bright like the sun

Birds singing in the spring

But deep within filled with sorrow

That the season won't last for much longer

Going somewhere unknown

But hoping to return

Before the reaper takes them

As days go by

The seasoon soon changes

Almost covered with death

Standing here was pointless

Fading away for a new life

One is left behind

Without them knowing

Wings that are frozen

Abandoned in this forsaken place

Wishing to be with the others

Not realizing as it cries

A pool of tears surrounding it

Slowly drowning in their own sorrow

As the snow fell

Death became it's sanctuary

As the tears freeze over

And shattered into the next spring

It was forgotten already

Just as it's friends came to late

Finding the corspe of a loved one

Tears are wasted on it as it had died

As it never got to spread it's one gorgeuos wings

Because the winter had come to soon

As they froze over sending it to it's doom

 

As this is called

Butterflies Tears

 

Author's Note

Hope you enjoy the tears of the butterfly...

Reviews

[Daydreamer54]

I like the imagery you give in this and it sounds very poetic! great wirte! ^^

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Wow this flows wonderfully...i love it.
Great Job

[Nix]

Aw, this is sad.... really enjoyed it, very reflective. Makes me think of the seasons and the changes they bring. Lovely poem, thank you for entering it into my poetry comp. :) ~ Nix

[Jason]

I completely enjoy the tears of the butterfly. This is a beautiful metaphor used to create a wonderful body of work. I truly love it.

"Death became it's sanctuary
As the tears freeze over"

Just a wonderful write.

[Aimee Mahathy]

This is very good!
The imagery was vivid and the feel was very dark yet fanciful.
I enjoyed this a lot!