Butterfly as a whisper comes around
for a little child happiness is found,
he sees a colorful art of life.
She stays near the child
not afraid of being burnt
by the desire.
Is it a candle or a child?
Secondly, she will be burned.
Firstly, she will be admired.
She makes him feel the magic
and then she wants to fly away.
A child can't wait
that hours become days
and butterfly returns again.
He will love only for today!
Once she will fly away,
the beauty in his eyes will be lost.
Soon he will learn that
beautiful creatures can't be admired
when they stay under chains.
I really like this poem, between 'Is it a candle or a child?' and the ending, I"m torn to chose my favourite part from this poem. It's a relatively short narrative but is really deep. The takeaway from this poem is a bittersweet realization that beauty can't thrive in detainment. Well done. :)