Colourful
and beautiful they fly
hovering around the sweet flowers around
a new caterpillar
entered the town
it was its debut year around
walking the aisle
it settled over the leaf
watching the numerous butterfly on screen
his idol was them
he wished to fly like them
with pretty wings around
pink, red and orange dots about
Fantasising those idols about
it settled on a green leaf
engulfing whatever it could eat
he ate
while others watched him
mocking his fat body about
he cried at nights
hid under the leaf
continued to eat
once it was enough about
And enough with all those words carrying around
he shut his ears
combing a cocoon around
maybe it could shield
done with its home
with full sound proof
he decided to sleep
not to worry what would anyone speak
days passed by
the cocoon lay as it was
suddenly a magic was felt
the cocoon split slowly
struggling was a being
calling it a metamorphosis queen
glory about
wings flapped around
out came two pair of wings
yet shocked by all
it wasn’t a butterfly
flapping around
the long gone to what it was
only to realise it never could be one
cause it was meant to be other one
a moth in grey and spots
yet having its own accord…
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We are destined to be whatever we are destined to be. Each one having its own special place in this world. Nice poem!
Thank you distant view
Sometimes we may try our best
But we may fall upon the fate’s pit
Then it’s best to get along with it
Oh dear, never mind, still able to fly like them! Really enjoyed reading this, but felt sorry for his feelings!
Very true dear Rozina…it could fly one day but still feelings are hurt by some everyday
Very nice and nicely descriptive, beautiful imagery, I think moths are also beautiful as butterflies
They are beautiful differently…very true dear Blue orchid…
Dear Spiller,
Wings of dreams. Named it beautifully...
Weaved so beautifully ,
Was carried to the virtual imaginary !!
Great one indeed !!
Thank you so much dear Vamsi
I am glad I could do it and more glad you liked it….your words made me fly
Good words spilleronsheet, we all become what we are meant to be in this life and all is good.
Andy
Wise words dear Andy
All is good
I hope it shall
And the more I read from you, I am certain it will…
the grass is not always greener on the other side .. but leaves it seems, often are .. what a delightfully wistful poem spills to be sure ........... Neville x
Thanks a ton dear Neville…very well said, glass isn’t always greener that side…what we are, is already the best….
Nicely expressed poem spiller .. you made me feel really sorry for the caterpillar who cried and couldn’t be that butterfly she so wanted to be . (( sometimes we can look around so jealous of others , sad in our place in the world wanting to be something more than we are .. and that can cause us a lot of pain when we’re not in the place we want to be
A great poem 🙂
Surely it does happen…envy surely brings grief…sometimes it’s best to accept and let go this feel…glad you liked it dear violet and you truly got the essence of the little caterpillar…
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