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Butterfly Thoughts - II
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Butterfly Thoughts - II |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium 
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A butterfly inspires more than a single thought... Butterfly Thoughts - II Born into a cocoon, bound tight, Gaining wings, a caterpillar's free, Lively with frolic, full of flight, As she undertakes life's decree. She flies high without any end in sight, Bright coloured wings assist her flight, Sees the world in shades of grey, A fluttering soul guides the way. Fasting, she had been within her shell, Solitarily confined, in the dark cocoon, After two weeks in the gloomy well, Freedom now gained, a well-earned boon. In flight, she has become her own, Into the wide world she has flown. [This message has been edited by Sudhir Iyer (edited 06-21-2000).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Never has metamorphosis been so lovely as in your poems... Sunshine ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
pt2-- is as lovely as one.. excellent imagery jm  |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
and I have never felt so honoured before...thanks Karilea, thanks a lot... learnt a lot over here, its been some month for me so far with all these beautiful thoughts conjuring themselves... Janet, Thanks for your very kind words...as lovely as...you... thanks again. |
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Nate Dogg Senior Member
since 1999-11-15
Posts 1658Georgia, Fulton |
This is very beautiful, Sudhir! I was going to do a poem called The Metamorphosis and it was also going to be about a butterfly but it's no need to know because mine won't stand a chance against yours...ha,ha. Nathan |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Born into a cocoon, bound tight, Gaining wings, a worm becomes free, Lively with frolic, full of flight, As she undertakes life's decree. Fasting, she had been within her shell, Solitarily confined, in the dark cocoon, After two weeks in the gloomy well, Freedom now gained, a well-earned boon. This series is getting more beautiful, more please. wonderfully written. < !signature--> ------------------------ "We Irish are too poetic to be poets, we are a nation of brilliant failures." Oscar Wilde A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-20-2000).] |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Nate, I think you should in fact write The Metamorphosis. Each writer/poet has his/her own perspective and it has to be explored to see, the depth of the sea....and the roughness of the waters....So please go ahead and write... I would always think it will be much better than this one...So please try, I will be waiting to read your poem... by the way, thanks for reading and for the highest compliments offered  regards, sudhir. |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Brian, If you wish for more, you will have it... and thanks for the 'wonderful' comment... regards, sudhir |
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