Please don't kill my butterfly
The most Beautiful thing up in the sky
When you open your eyes what do you see,
My butteryfly is me
Wings spread out, coming and going
What can stop my beautiful butterfly when she's flowing?
She's already knowing which way she's going
There's the door,
Here's the key,
So now she's open
Flying with her wings spread out,
You don't know just what she's all about
She's in it to win it without a doubt
So please, please, please don't kill my butterfly!
My butterfly deserves to be respected
She is very fragile and needs to be protected
My butterfly shall never be neglected,
Harmed or disrespected
She is innocent, kind and fair, peaceful, honest
Please treat her with tender loving care.
It is self explanatory why I ask
That you please don't kill my butterfly
So please, please, please, don't kill my butterfly!!!
Comments
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Angels
angels - that is what i see when i read this poem.
it is a beautifully written poem.
some things seem a little repetitive - or have the same meaning for that matter.
but, overall, you did a good job.
i like the form, but i think there needs to be a couple line breaks to cut the monotonous of it all. (it gets crowded without breaks if it's a longer poem)
well written. -
I loved your poem. Nice use of symbolism
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