When the butterfly emerges,
has the caterpillar died?
Far behind my mask of darkness
is there light captured inside?
Was there somehow joy still living
each and every time I cried?
Is despair just one thin layer
beneath which hope may still reside?
Every time that people change
have their former selves expired?
Do we give up childhood dreams
when from youth we have retired?
It’s true, they may be hidden deep:
beneath new passions mired,
but somehow all that we have been
may still be reacquired.
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When the butterfly emerges,
has the caterpillar died?
woweee....
the rhyme here is so good! it doesn't sound forced or upset the flow or anything..
this poem really makes you think. And I love the way you ended it.... -
terrific and very well written and i just think that it is amazing in every aspect
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Lovely usage of the word 'passions'. You had me from the begenning, but if there had been any thought in my mind about not finishing the poem, then it was immediatly done away with when I saw that word. Hehe, passion, passionate, my favorite words in the English language.
I have to say one thing about the poem, it confused me slightly near the end, but it was in the good way (ooh, I hope I'm explaining this where you can understand it, no one ever seems to). I like poems that confuse me just a little but, because they take my mind off of the subject just a little. Not so much that I forget what I'm reading, mind you, but enough that I can see the poem as a whole poem and not this idea or that idea.
There, I did my best to explain, I hope that sufficed. I mean the confusing part as a complement, so many people thik I mean it as an insult!! *tsk tsk*
Thank yous for the wonderful poem,
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Inspirational!!!!
after-silence,we are the sum whole of all of our parts past, present, and eventual future events that occur in our lives. We carry each within us, daily, and each is our own story just waiting to be told. Old Native American Proverb,"We are all connected,We are all related" what ever choices we choose to make affects the whole sum of ourselves.
I so enjoyed reading your poem
Excellent job
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Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. I definitely agree with the proverb: no event or choice can be taken out of context; all of our experiences in life are connected and influence each other. Thank you for the comment!
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Fantastic
You hold on to the meter.. so the poem recites easily.
The poem build on question after question
and ends answering them in one positive line-
"but somehow all that we have been
may still be reacquired."
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Thanks. As I was writing it I didn't know if I wanted to end on a question or have a more definitive answer; I think this came out pretty well. Thank you for reading and commenting, and I'm glad you like the meter. I think there are a couple inconsistencies but overall not too bad I hope.
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When the butterfly emerges,
has the caterpillar died?
I read that question, then a spent a few moments just thinking about it before I could even continue reading the rest of the poem. For some reason, it really affects me.
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I actually had those lines bouncing around in my head for quite a while before I sat down and scribbled out the rest of the poem to go along with it. I'm happy to hear that it was as thought-provoking for you as it was for me. Thanks for reading!
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oo, I really like this. It is simply beautiful
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Thanks sweetie! Glad you like it.
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