Butterflies, Are They? Poem by Sandhya S.N
Butterflies, Are They?
My child is fond of butterflies
And dances with those little flies
Whitty, Spotty, tiny flies
And little pretty butterflies
I too love then seriously
My eyes will search them robustly
To coax and make her eat slightly
With the tales of flies brightly
She is fond of my stories
Although they were false stories
She too dream to fly like them
And play and dance in sky like them
But I am fond of those flowers;
Folks which are betrayed by them
Lived with hearts which killed by them
Or bravely committed death by self
Don’t u see those lovely flowers?
White and red and blue in colours
Dancing with the butterflies
As if they had reached their spirit
Look the pride in her sweet face
While she dances in his pace
She is thrilled in wooing buzz
And stolen gifts of pollen grains
But, I am sure, she will be deceived
He is very keen at plans
To make her part of his own clan
Aiming at her charming juice
To taste it with his pretty stem
Once he had a secure time
After coaxing her at times
To have a taste of her sweet juice
Even if a bit for a time
She was made is such a time
To feel pity of his own time
And plainly gave a little time
To have a zip of sweety time
Poor bloom!
She is dreaming flying with
Her own flitting fly in sky
Look, He looked as if a wicked
To ooze her sweet, all at once
And thank her with his piercing eyes
And went of with a charming smile
Poor bloom!
She is in the anxious mood
Will he come back again?
And take him to his dear clan
And make me fly in sky like him
Oh! Dear blooms
Beware of those wicked flies
Who are in search of your sweet juice! !
Don’t be trapped in their sweet buzz! !
Don’t be trapped in their sweet colors! !
Dear Sandhya, the men are all treacherous, eh? But, does the flower enjoys when he sucks? Then y blame him. That is his nature. There are flowers shrewd enough too. It is by flower's good nature that she secretes and shares and by nature bee attracted by smell delicious comes and sucks. What is the use of a barren, unfertile, dry flower? if reverse is the situation, then what will the bee turned flower do?
It runs nicely using both your style and other poets endings to fix it nicely and make it your own giorgues poem. (I am straight just a note)
lalitha dropped a wonderful comment... a man will be complete only with a woman and vice-versa. so flowers has to be very careful selecting their butterflies!
i liked the way u started the poem...when my son was 5, he always liked to to call them 'flutterflies' because of their fluttering wings and pulled by its logic i too call them so ever since...enjoyed ur long verse on flutterfly...
The lovely flowers, with their beautiful colours, proudly stand, attracting the (butterflies) bees providing them the nice nectar and help to pollinate. Nature well explained, very detailed. Lovely observation and nicely composed.
Don’t u see those lovely flowers? White and red and blue in colours Dancing with the butterflies As if they had reached their spirit... see the lovely sprit of nature behind.. it gives pleasent scene to be enjoyed with full satisfaction......10 read mine 'mom i miss u.....mother and i wept....papa do u know and papa u too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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