Butterfly Poem by Ali Osman Kurun

Butterfly

Rating: 4.5


A candil burns in my room,
And a butterfly on the wall.
It waits until the night die down;
The butterfly on the wall.

It is a suspicion from shadow,
How many colors I saw,
It's me, it's me I know,
That butterfly on the wall.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahfooz Ali 21 May 2006

Nice poem. Don't worry some people try to scare other by yelling such things(I ve copyrighted the title) . Such people are jealous of one another's work. BUTTERFLY title does not comes under Copyright Act as this word is universal and not created by so called PETER LEBUHN. K E E P I T U P.

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Peter Lebuhn 07 January 2006

Carfull I have copyrighted this title

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