WHISPERS: Butterfly

Some free form Haiku’s below for 

Poetry Potluck at Jingle's

as writing haiku's have been my passion for ages now...

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Beauty of flower

Opened my heart

Butterflies of love

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Clothed in beauty

Little lilies strut around in breeze

How beautifully God clothed me within

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How the insignificant range of sense

Overwhelm

The infinite soul

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This poetry is one of the collections of poetry I am writing, called “Kalina” about a small girl and her world, her feelings her thoughts. ‘Butterfly’ was submitted to ‘One Stop Poetry’ for the competition “Through a Child’s Eyes” and was selected as one of the finalist. Click here to read the article…

I have edited this one below after submission; hence here you have the latest version

Butterfly

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Look, there she is

There on the window pane

A new friend from the dreams last night

She promised to teach me

How to fly, where ever, whenever

In sunshine or rain

How bright and beautiful, she is

Pinker than my ma’s cheek

Her little wings have so many colors

Like the rainbow

I painted last summer, for my Pa’s Birthday

Before he left for the war,

You know, to make money for us to eat

Tell me butterfly,

How does one eat money?

How does one go to the war?

I don’t want Pa to go to the war;

I don’t want any money to eat; At all

You know, whenever I hug him,

I don’t feel hungry,

God Swear, not at all

Oh! Butterfly!!

Why are you flying away

Going so far?

See, out side, the day is still full of light;

Sure you can wait a little more?

Promise, Ma will be back soon,

From her nightshift,

And, sure she will let you in

Don’t you see, I can not;

I am in the bed,

Too sick to let you in

Butterfly, my dear Butterfly,

You really have to teach me how to fly

Before you came in my dreams

I promised Pa - a hug tonight,

I know where he “wars” now;

Ma showed me the other night,

When she cried,

“There, Kalina, there he is, in the sky

That beautiful bright Evening Star”

You know Butterfly;

I love him so much,

Much more than I love Ma,

Really!

You must teach me to fly,

As I have to go today,

Yesterday, Pa told me

Its time now

Here you see

My Ma does not even smile much

Now

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ॐ नमः शिवाय

Om Namah Shivaya

The above Haiku’s I am submitting to Poetry Potluck about Passion at Jingle

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