I lift my head,
and see,
the reason for my tears,
staring back at me.
Another sob
rips from my chest,
as unblinking eyes,
watch, waiting to see the rest.
My gaze,
blurred with tears,
rests on an ever-lasting smile,
that I have come to know, over all these years.
A shining bare head,
glints in the sun,
where beautiful dark hair,
flowed, never out done.
My hand reaches out,
to touch a beautiful face,
to once more,
feel your embrace.
I realize,
how stupid that was,
when my fingers collide with smooth, cold glass
the cancer defeated you, thats what it does.
I drop the picture,
glass shatters on the floor,
I look out the window,
so I don't see you anymore.
Upon a flower,
a fragile little thing,
sits wounded and maimed,
with a broken wing.
The butterfly struggles,
to jump into the air,
I cringe when it falls,
This is not fair.
I ponder its spirit,
as the butterfly
rights itself,
and suddenly finds the strength to fly high.
I start as a similie
runs through my mind,
and I wonder,
how I'd been so blind.
That butterfly is like me,
broken inside,
and yet it fought,
to one day glide.
I wipe my tears, and decide,
if even broken butterflies
can fly,
so can I.
Author notes
This is based on someone who lost a loved one from cancer, which has recently happened to me.
This work is copyrighted.
By N e a r B l u e P o e t r y
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This is a beautiful, touching and inspiring poem about picking yourself back up even when it seems as though all hope is gone.
"I wipe my tears, and decide,
if even broken butterflies
can fly,
so can I."
I hope that someday you too soar ever higher like the broken butterfly.
I love this piece, thank you so much for sharing!
-Brea
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You know how much I love this- I already said it below. I think. Oh wait, no I didn't. Shit. But could I just ask what it has to do with the season of fall?
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Another poem I liked very much. The comparison to the butterfly works VERY well.
You can still fly like the butterfly. Even in the worst of times you can fly in your head!
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I almost didn't notice the rhyme,
this flowed so smoothly.
The overuse of commas kind of bothered me though.
Thanks for entering and best of luck. -
You dont suck man, this is good stuff... in my opinion some of the lines could use some re-working, but who's poem doesnt need revising? All in all I thought the verses were pretty well crafted, loved some of the images that popped in my head.... keep writing
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wow amazing
speechless... -
Death only seems fair and unbiased when it takes away a complete stranger...
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I love the meaning of this poem. Just like a kidney, we all can survive on one.
I love the rhyme.
My gaze,
blurred with tears,
rests on an ever-lasting smile,
that I have come to know, over all these years.
Those lines were perfect, just amazing.
The format is nice, it keeps getting bigger and bigger.
I don't think I have any suggestions, this write speaks for itself. Thank you for entering my contest -
Cancer is coming to play a large part in poetry now. More and more people are feeling it's wrath, what is to stop it becoming infectious like smallpox. They wiped it out but you know they have it in biolgical compounds. They have to, incase it should outbrake again they need a cure. So what if one day someone steals it all? What if people are injected and it brakes out again...what if it's already happened but the chemicals changed slightly? Swine flu. How many has it killed now? Are you seeing where i am going with this? I hope i am no scaring you because i'm sorry for your loss. But nature needs to wipe out the sick because over 6billion people live on planet earth and we are running out of room, this disease comes just in time don't you think?....
Good poem
Best of luck in the contest,
Goreck -
cautious yes.
I basically agree with Josh, except if you make it into future rounds I strongly suggest either entering free verse or working on your meter/flow if you choose rhyme. -
Yes, but cautiously so.
I think this may have done better without the rhyme but the emotion in this piece was so strong. I want to see more.
Josh
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Yes.
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wow.
this is incredible sad.
The rhmye however is flawless, an overall excellent piece.
thanks for entering.
good luck. -
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This is such a sad piece, I'm so sorry for your loss. It is true once they have lost their battle they too can fly again without pain. Beautifully done. Best to you in the contest
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