You Just don't know that
you're mine.
You don't accept
That fact.
You be ignorant.
You squeeze your feelings
In the box.
I want you
to open that Pandora's box
And let your butterflies
Fly freely
In the Garden of love.
Sometimes ,
I see them soar high
But
They hide behind the clouds
Of mask
When you see me
Watching you
With eyes full of
Admiration ,
Adoration ,
And
Love.
I know
You will never acknowledge
Your love
Towards me.
I don't know
If those beautiful butterflies
Are afraid
of flying
Or of heights
Or of falling.
Those beautiful wings
Had been caged
In darkness for so long
That they have forgotten
To open their wings
And fly.
But here ,
Dear butterfly ,
I promise that
I'll catch you if you fall ,
I will shield you from all trees
That you may bang into .
I promise
To fly with through
All cyclons
Through all sweet winds.
I promise
Dear butterfly.
To pull you out of
Every turmoil you
Might stick into.
I promise ,
Dear butterfly.
Please care to be mine.
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Poetry Universe
PoetryWords describe what you see , feel and touch but poetry describe what you feel , what you can't say , what you can't express ! That's poetry and this is an attempt to define and describe the seen and unseen ! Hope you enjoy it !
