It's so beautiful
All of these moments with you
It's so ethereal.
It's so beautiful
But yet I am so afraid
Would it disappear?
So fragile and calm
I'm afraid to step closer
Will I ruin it?
Your light feather touch
Your warm and supporting smile
Will you disappear?
If I stay too close
You might vanish forever
It seems too unreal.
Is it really true?
You seem way too beautiful
That's why I'm so scared.
I'm scared to lose you
Will you remain by my side?
Will you leave me too?
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You're a butterfly
Delicate, graceful and free
I'm scared to come to close.
You're a butterfly
Don't want to chase you away
I watch from afar.
You're a butterfly
Will you stay here with me?
I hope we stay close.
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If you want, you can reread the poem, but only the last line. It was supposed to give the effect of another poem but I don't know if that worked out like it was supposed to.
This is all like a fleeting moment.
The more we witness this life and experience what things have to throw at us, the more we'll realise just how impossibly quick and unattainable some things are. People, emotions, memories- they are just but for a moment.
We can relive them in our thoughts, we can dwell on them, but it won't come back. Even with people, not everyone stays and you don't get to know everyone the way you'd like to know, even if they're literally sitting across from you.
There are some things that are even harder to experience and obtain the harder we try to get there, to hold onto it. Like a butterfly, it quickly flies away if you come to near and try to catch it yourself. There are some people, some moments, that are just so beautiful, so blissful, that we must wonder, is this real? Is this true? Is this actually happening?
Sometimes you just have to stop and think, sit back and wonder, because, can this really be happening? Will this all go away if I let my guard down?
I don't know about everyone else, that there have been many a moment that was filled with such joy and laughter and euphoric chaos that a part of me eventually retreated and looked back to the past from the future, wondering where it would all go; wondering if there would ever be such a moment as that again with the people I experienced it with.
Have you ever had this feeling? Have you ever experienced this?
Until next time,
Ade Alethra.
YOU ARE READING
Early Stages
PoetryThis book is going to be a compilation of all the poems I wrote between the age bracket of 12 to 16. Though not in chronological order, let's see where the poetry writing journey has taken me.
