Dedication:
This poem is dedicated to all the girls who live simple but think higher.
Trace
Butterfly trapped within cage asking birds,
How air feels?
Butterfly trapped within grey wall asking insects,
How soil smells?
Butterfly trapped within net asking fishes,
How water taste?
The sun rays she only heard of,
The blue sky she only think of,
The moon she only wish to gaze of,
Expectations big enough to have wings.
Aspiration big enough to touch stars.
Inspiration big enough to draw rainbows.
Black strands directing wind.
Brown iris measuring altitude.
Parched lips checking rain.
Finally, Time is ticking
Tick Tock.
Finally, darkness is fading
Flip Flop.
Finally, Walls are lifting
Criss Cross.
~iris
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360° ~ a series of peaceful poems
PoetryI don't know who needs this but this book is all about life pickles and its somewhat related comfort 🧬 It's just gallery of my poems which needs visits 🌼
