Ritusmera Mundakkal


Butterflies


Butterflies, butterflies sitting on the flowers,
Butterflies, butterflies can you see the colours?
You fly with colourful wings,
And your wings are covered with beautiful rings!
You hop from one flower to another,
And the rain comes down like a shower.
I wish I could fly like you,
Wish you would lend me a pair of wings too!
Over the mountains and seas and up in the sky,
Near the clouds I would fly high, high, high! ! !


July 2013
Bangalore

Submitted: Friday, June 27, 2014

Topic of this poem: nature

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  • Gold Star - 16,831 Points Chinedu Dike (10/9/2014 2:21:00 AM)

    A sonorous piece penned beautifully. It is a well articulated poem with good rhymes. Lovely. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,097 Points Khairul Ahsan (6/28/2014 12:10:00 PM)

    I must compliment you for writing this beautiful poem. I have rated it with the highest marks,10/10, because:
    The poem's format is good, grammar is good, rhyme is good and the description is vivid.
    I have a poem titled 'Dragonfly'. If you have time, please read the poem and the comments that follow. (Report) Reply

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