Dust on a rock
burnt by the sun
yellow and white
shadows of butterflies
They fly upon morning
on breezes kin
till they die
in a quiet din
Water of rain
louder than
your wings
rainbows on sunsets
Dusk has come
to claim
those burned in the sun
making shadows of butterflies
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Beautiful
You paint such a beautiful picture, yet there seems also to be a sense of deep longing and loss...
Touching

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Rainbow on Sunsets!!! WOW.. I just love and cant wait to get a glimpse.. Beautiful this poem is.. utterly gorgeous


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Well I like butterflies very much. This is sad and in a weird sense pretty. I think you did a nice job with it. It's simple, and the imagery was very clear. Good job, keep it up.

~~Tori~~
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Beautiful write. Wonderful imagery in this piece. I liked the third stanza the best. It seemed metaphorical, like the beauty of nature being able to seem like it's singing or something. Keep that pen flowing.


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I've edited the poem..thanks for the comment
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