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Butterfly Lyric Poems | Lyric Poems About Butterfly

These Butterfly Lyric poems are examples of Lyric poems about Butterfly. These are the best examples of Butterfly Lyric poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Ballade |

Sea impression

                 
                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    ships,
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    open.
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    eternity. 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     saving.
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      


Details | Light Poetry |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Lyric |

Butterflies

                                                         Butterflies 


I sent her an email with butterflies attached, I was hoping she'd open it, her heart would I snatch. 
It was ten past four when she read it-after quite a very long day. 
They flew out at once with one click of that mouse, 
So many included they filled her whole house. 
Next, I decided to send her- a very large enveloped batched- 
with seeds from deep in my garden-where lies all the weeds and piles of thatch. 
She went to her mailbox and saw it was from me, 
a smile she flashed, just as quick as could be. 
She hurriedly ripped it open 
to see just what was inside, she spilled out all of its contents 
she poured it out in her hands, 
as those butterflies flew -and filled up the whole sky. 
Now I gave her a bottle- a message inside- 
"now that I've finally found you, please no longer hide" 
"I thought of You, quite often, as my life-it has passed. "I felt all my breath leave me- all in one single gasp. 
"I - so long ago-just was not the right guy.  I lacked life and the smarts to give- my best try." 

"I've found you again, lost you- so long ago. 
I've learned all my lessons, Please give me a go." 
I understand about love hurting you so.. 
I'm no longer the guy from so long ago... 
I know your untrusting and you've a hard row to hoe.. 
I know that around you ...some speed bumps may grow. 
But I work with strong hands and I'll pull you in tow. 
I wait for return mail...be it in letter or post...i can promise you one thing..I wait your response. 
I wait and I watch as my mail person walks by.. 
..I await just a message or email or such. 
I can't stand here guessing for my time left is short. 
I wait for a signal..a sign of some sort... 
without it I'm clueless, So i wait your report.... 
I wait everyday- to check through my mail. I watch- on this screen-till my older eyes start to fail. 
And -look to the sky -where the butterflies hail. 
Yes, my dear I still wait..... 

This is for someone old- someone new -someone needed- someone wanted- 
Someone Special...Be Special 
You know who you are. 
Crazy still


                                By, RLJGMF


Details | Lyric |

Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


Details | Carpe Diem |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Lyric |

By Feeling

She sits down beside him
Grabbing his hand softly
He looks up into her eyes
She looks back into his
Her face sparkling in the moonlight
Her hair glowing
She grips his hand tighter 
Pulling his hand to her chest
Above her heart
She places her hand on his
Holding his hand firmly
As she smiles
He leans in closer to her face
She leans in a little closer
Their lips touch
Both of there eyes closed
Her cheeks turn red
His hands shake
He lays his hand upon her cheek
Pulling her in for more then a kiss
As she lets him
Both happy
Unharmed
Wanted

These days I have noticed
People only show there love by words
By gifts
I have a women in my life
I would like to show her love
By more then just a word
Something that can carry on forever
I want to teach her that forever 
Is more then just a word
I want to keep that promise
If the world had more 
Love by feeling
Than love by word
Then maybe there wouldn't
Be so much confusion



Details | Lyric |

The Butterfly Effect

I'm sitting here staring at a white wall, i can still see my baby's face,
kissing me and saying i love you mom, and out of his mouth comes........
 
a swarm of butterflies and he fades away, they are black and orange with huge eyes on the wings, in these eyes i see a sillohette  of a little girl , sitting on the steps,
praying that dad doesn't get upset, having might have to face the consequence.

Behind her sets a house of pain, all the anger has ignited a raging flame, as the house burns there she still sits, counting the ashes that fall as all the wishes missed, as the fire crackles, she can still hear every word,as the heat gets stronger it just feels like another hit occurred. 

In her hand she has a stick, she draws a butterfly,she closes her eyes and boards it.
She flies away leaving her family behind, she has no pain as she hears her mom's cries,it's only fair to feel that way, after all if her mom loved her she wouldn't have stayed.


Details | Lyric |

Butterflies by R Moan Jr



                                            Butterflies 


I sent her an email with butterflies attached, I was hoping she'd open it, her heart would I snatch. 
It was ten past four when she read it-after quite a very long day. 
They flew out at once with one click of that mouse, 
So many included they filled her whole house. 
Next, I decided to send her- a very large enveloped batched- 
with seeds from deep in my garden-where lies all the weeds and piles of thatch. 
She went to her mailbox and saw it was from me, 
a smile she flashed, just as quick as could be. 
She hurriedly ripped it open 
to see just what was inside, she spilled out all of its contents 
she poured it out in her hands, 
as those butterflies flew -and filled up the whole sky. 
Now I gave her a bottle- a message inside- 
"now that I've finally found you, please no longer hide" 
"I thought of You, quite often, as my life-it has passed. "I felt all my breath leave me- all in one single gasp. 
"I - so long ago-just was not the right guy.     I lacked life and the smarts to give you---
      my truly best try." 

     "I've found you again,    lost you- so long ago. 
     I've learned most of my lessons,    Please give me a go." 
          I understand about love hurting you so.. 
          I'm no longer the guy from so long ago... 
        I know your untrusting and you've a hard row to hoe.. 
        I know that around you ...some speed bumps may grow. 
             But I work with strong hands and I'll pull you in tow. 
       I wait for return mail...be it- in letter or post...I wait and I wonder 
                       and I watch as my mail person walks by.. 
                 and look to the sky where butterflies fly.....
           

 R.Moan Jr  
 


Details | Lyric |

A Little Butterfly

Once a big beautiful butterfly landed on me, Such a pretty shade of orange and all trimmed in black. I quickly jumped and he flew away, He never ever came back. I wished for another butterfly, To bring me luck and land on me again, I would try not to jump so quickly this time, Reminding me of an unmet friend. A pretty little butterfly landed on my leg, While I was laying in the sun today. He was the same color as the other one, But this one did not fly away. I thought I’d name him Jeffrey, Like that unmet friend of mine, In hopes to see more of him, Before he flew away this time. Instead he sipped the cool water, That had been splashed on my knee. I slowly sat up and held out my hand, And called him to come to me. Believe it or not he flew right to my hand, And seemed to listen to what I had to say. I noticed his little wings were damaged, Then again he flew away. Inside his wings of beautiful colors, More of him I really wanted to see. So I called for his return, Twice more he came back to land on me, So for my little Jeffrey butterfly, Even if I never saw him again, At least I got the chance of a close encounter, And I now feel content within. Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Lyric |

Sing

Where are all the people?
There is always something to be scared of.
I just wished everyone will please stop fighting,
And listen to everyone sing.

Everyone needs a little love.
Some people need the shove,
The confidence to show people what you're made of.

People won't you listen?
Hearing things like,
Maybe you should kill yourself.
Instead of asking for a little help.
See all these people crying?
They need to all start flying.
I wish everyone will please stop fighting,
And let the people sing.

If you need someone to talk to,
Let's be right here for you.
If you need a shoulder to cry on,
We'll sit and try a little flan.

We need to stop and think of all the uncommon people.
Think of all of them you don't know.
The ones who don't like to show.
The ones that'll really glow.

People won't you listen?
Hearing things like,
Maybe you should kill yourself.
Instead of asking for a little help.
See all these people crying?
They need to all start flying.
I wish everyone will please stop fighting,
And let the people sing.

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