Bashyam Narayanan


A butterfly finds its way back


A butterfly finds its way back

It was a drift from the path
It took place sometime back
Because our heroine sensed a lack
In the taste of nectar in the flower of the park

To the same park this flock of butterflies
Used to come and enjoy the sweet and nice
Nectar in the red and blue poppies
And fly back with this sweetened hobby

It was more an excuse than a reason
For this drift, but a thought’s treason
To deviate and critically question
All that were followed in mindless unison

Our young colourful one with whistle
In her wings, over a time turned hostile
To this tradition and thought it futile
To be in the flock and went away for a while

Others in the group became worried
Wondering where she would have been carried
Was she in the insect flower got buried
Or was by ants after an injury curried

One fine morning suddenly the butterfly was sighted
And she joined the flock as if nothing got slighted
And told others she followed the path less lighted
For a flower who became with her less delighted

She expressed to join the flower of flock’s choice
And be ever with it without making any further noise
The flock has no words to say but to rejoice
The retrieval of the butterfly with her vouching voice

Submitted: Friday, May 07, 2010

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  • Rookie - 28 Points Vaughn Bekker (5/21/2010 11:09:00 PM)

    what a sweet little poem, i liked it, i too had to read it twice, but enjoyed it none the less, well done (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 28 Points Brandon Owens (5/7/2010 12:33:00 AM)

    A very intriguing poem. The rhyme is good, but rhythm breaks to make the rhyme threw me off a bit. I might have to go back and read it again, even though I read it twice through. I really enjoyed the message. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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