B.U.T.T.E.R.F.L.Y

Keyara S Trotman

                 B.U.T.T.E.R.F.L.Y.

 

Beautiful and delicate, the butterfly fluttered gracefully from flower to flower, its wings shimmering in the sunlight. Each delicate wing was a work of art, painted with vibrant colors and intricate patterns. The butterfly seemed to dance on the air, a symbol of transformation and beauty.

 

As it landed on a nearby blossom, the butterfly "paused", its tiny proboscis delicately sipping nectar. The sight was mesmerizing, a reminder of the wonders of nature and the importance of preserving it. The butterfly then took flight once more, disappearing into the vast expanse of the garden, leaving behind a sense of awe and wonder in its wake.

 

โ„ฌ ~ ๐’ทโ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐’พ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ ๐’ทโ„ฏ๐“Žโ„ด๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Œโ„ด๐“‡๐’น๐“ˆ โ„ด๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐“Œโ„ด๐“‡๐’น๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ'๐“‰ ๐’ทโ„ฏ ๐’นโ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐’ธ๐“‡๐’พ๐’ทโ„ฏ๐’น ๐’ปโ„ด๐“‡ ๐’ฝ.โ„ฏ.๐“‡ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ โ„Š๐’พ๐“‡๐“๐“ˆ

๐’ฐ~ ๐“Š๐“‰๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“‡๐“๐“Ž ๐’นโ„ด๐’พ๐“ƒโ„Š ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“‚โ„ด๐“ˆ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ˆ๐“‰, "๐“‚๐’พ๐“‡๐“‡โ„ด๐“‡ ๐“‚๐’พ๐“‡๐“‡โ„ด๐“‡ โ„ด๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ฏ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“๐“"

๐’ฏ~ ๐’ฏ๐’พ๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“Œ

๐’ฏ~ ๐’ฏโ„ฏ๐“๐“ ๐“‚โ„ฏ ๐’ถ ๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐’ธ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“‰ โ„ด๐“‡ ๐“‰๐“Œโ„ด ๐“๐“๐“

โ„ฐ~ โ„ฐ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’ธโ„ฏ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š...

โ„›~ โ„›โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’นโ„ฏ๐“๐“‹โ„ด๐“Š๐“ˆ, ๐’ถ๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š ๐’ธ๐“โ„ฏ๐“‹โ„ฏ๐“‡ โ„ฏ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“Šโ„Š๐’ฝ, ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝโ„ด๐“Š ๐“โ„ด๐“‹โ„ฏ๐’น?

โ„ฑ~ โ„ฑ.๐“.โ„ด.๐“Œ.โ„ฏ.๐“‡ โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“‚โ„ฏ๐“ƒ๐“‰

โ„’~ ๐“โ„ด๐“‹โ„ฏ ๐“๐’พโ„ฏ๐“ˆ~ ๐“Œ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“ƒ ๐’ท๐“Ž ๐’ฆ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“๐’พ๐’น ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿฅ‚ " ๐“‰โ„ฏ๐“๐“ ๐“‚โ„ฏ ๐“Œ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š๐“‡ ๐“โ„ด๐“‹โ„ฏ ๐“๐’พโ„ฏ๐“ˆ, ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡โ„ฏ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Š ๐“โ„ฏ๐’ป๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“‰ "๐“…๐’พ๐’ธ๐“€ ๐“Š๐“… ๐“ƒ ๐“€๐’พ๐“๐“ ๐’พ๐“‰"~ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“๐’น๐“ƒ 

๐’ด~ . ๐’ซโ„ฏ๐“‡๐’พโ„ด๐’น ... ๐’ด.โ„ด.๐“Š 

 

๐”ˆ๐”ต๐”ž๐” ๐”ฑ๐”ฉ๐”ถ ๐”ช๐”ถ ๐”ญ๐”ฌ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ฑโค๏ธ‍๐Ÿ”ฅ

๐Ÿ™ˆ

๐Ÿฅ‚ ๐”—๐”ฅ๐”ข ๐”ฐ๐”ฒ๐”ซ ๐”ฆ๐”ฑ๐”ฐ ๐”ฐ๐” ๐”ฌ๐”ฏ๐” ๐”ฅ๐”ข๐”ก, ๐”ฐ๐”ฒ๐”ซ๐”ฐ๐”ฅ๐”ฆ๐”ซ๐”ข ๐”ž๐”ฏ๐”ฆ๐”ฐ๐”ข

๐ŸŒž

๐’ฎ๐’พโ„Š๐“ƒโ„ฏ๐’น~ ๐’ซ๐“Ž๐“‰ ๐’ฆ๐’พฬจ๐“€๐’พฬจ

๐Ÿฅ€

๐Ÿ˜ต‍๐Ÿ’ซ

๐Ÿ’‹ ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“€.๐’พ.๐“ˆ.๐“ˆ ๐“€๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆโ„ฏ๐“ˆ ๐’ปโ„ด๐“‡ ๐“Žโ„ด๐“Šโœจโœจโœจ

                  ๐’ฎ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ท๐“Š๐“‡๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡ โœจ

 

Question ~ “Who is the most creative person you know? Write about their creativity.”

Answer: Text: scripture needed ๐Ÿ”

 

๊จ„โžถ๏ธŽ∞๏ธŽ๏ธŽ 

x2

Pyt Kiki

 

unconditionally.

 

“I believe that true love is shown through actions, not just words. It is about being there for someone through thick and thin, supporting them unconditionally. Love should be a force that uplifts and strengthens us, guiding us to be the best versions of ourselves.”

                   

                   *๐”–๐” ๐”ฏ๐”ฆ๐”ญ๐”ฑ๐”ฒ๐”ฏ๐”ข ๐”ซ๐”ข๐”ข๐”ก๐”ข๐”ก*

๐Ÿฅ‚

๐Ÿ‘‘ 

  • Author: Keyara S Trotman (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2025 12:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Iโ€™ve placed this here written piece under the โ€œshort storyโ€ category. Although I do believe it belongs else where Iโ€™d definitely appreciate any help or insights towards this topic. Much appreciated and cherished๐Ÿฅ‚โค๏ธ
  • Category: Short story
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    A beautiful depiction of nature in her grandeur and her painted world. Lovely and loved it

    • Keyara S Trotman

      Thank you for your read and comment my dear Soren ๐Ÿ˜Œ, your words definitely have been needed. Appreciate you ๐Ÿคด

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome

        • Keyara S Trotman

          โค๏ธ

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Kiki, this glows like sunlight through glass...each section fluttering in its own hue. The wordplay, the emotion, the heart behind it allโ€ฆpure transformation. And since you asked for Scripture, this came to mind: โ€œDear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truthโ€ (1 John 3:18). Fits your message perfectly me thinks. Well done, my friend! ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฆโ€โฌ›

          • Keyara S Trotman

            Thank you my dear Tristan I appreciate your kind words๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿคด, much cherished, and also needed, you definitely have a way with words and youโ€™ve written this out for me beautifully and I appreciate it muchhhh ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Awww! You are most welcome and I am glad it delivered on time! ๐Ÿฅฐ

              • Keyara S Trotman

                โœจโœจโœจ๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿคด



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