Caterpillar

The past seems like a magnificent utopia, An alluring bubble, evanescing when touched. The emotion that consumes me, I’m perplexed, but since my heart is clenching, it must be sorrow. Turn me back into a caterpillar, mother. Being a butterfly seems just so wrong. My wings don’t reflect my spirit, And, for the flight, I... Continue Reading →

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Goodbye, my love. Hello, my friend.

Let us weave the special bond of camaraderie With the beautiful threads of our memories. A preordained future;  you in my life, me in yours? A tittle at the corner of your heart, tiny yet unchanging. For I’ll let you be my favourite star, Smiling in remembrance, I’ll adore you from afar.

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