Simplicity Of Just Being Alone
four yellow petals
on a green stalk
no thorns
the sun above
the sea below
a bee and a butterfly
in a small garden
three pebbles
and a droplet of
water
no tears no sighs
breeze
no sound of radio
you sit alone
on a wooden floor
beside a door
not waiting for
anybody
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Love In The Air
The moonlight shimmered on the water
of a small woodland stream.
We sit on the bank,
watching moonbeams dancing
on the growing ripples on the water,
from the pebbles that we throw.
The sound of the wise old owl,
and the rustle of the leaves
ruffled by the breeze.
The plop of our pebbles
dropping into the stream,
and our two hearts beating,
as we sit together
with arms around one another
underneath the moon.
We sit there enjoying
the love that is in the air.
24 June 2007
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
0004 Lyric 3: Rosefall
O, what is the song this late, late rose is singing?
where will its petals fall, pale orange-yellow rose?
when shall the breeze and the rose cease laughing, dancing,
when will the raindrops bring time, and loss, and tears?
who wrote the song that the rose is singing, singing,
who painted petals on this fleeting rose?
when did the breeze discover dancing, dancing,
with roses that fade and fall in loss and time and tears?
after the rosefall, a colder breeze is blowing,
rose petals lie in drifts upon the ground;
but the breeze remembers, wintering red rose-hips, sowing
the rose’s spring and singing; remembering rose’s sound..
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Big Apple Dreamin' (Hippo)
We're so young and pretty, we're so young and clean
So many things that we have never seen
Let's move from Ohio, sell this dam' old store
Big Apple dreamin' on a wooden floor
Skyscrapers and subways and stations
Staring up at the United Nations
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound
Heard about them massages, and all those dirty shows
I read somewhere some places never close
While we waste time on yokels, comin' through the door
Big Apple dreamin' on a wooden floor
Skyscrapers and subways and stations
Staring up at the United Nations
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound
New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down
New York, we're coming to see what you're made of
Are you as tough as you sound
Oh, New York is waiting for you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down, whoo-oo
New York, we're coming, to see what you're made of
Are you as tough as you sound
Yeah, New York is waiting, baby
Waiting to swallow us down,
New York, we're coming, see what you're made of
You can't be as tough as you sound
Oh, New York, you and me, baby
Waiting to swallow us down,
New York, we're coming see what you're made of
Are you as great as you sound
Oh, New York, Oh, New York we're coming
Oh, we're coming to see what you're made of
Oh, you can't be as tough as you sound
Me and my baby, we're coming
Oh, we're coming
They're waiting for you and me, baby
Oh... (Fading out dialog)
song performed by by Alice Cooper
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Ode to a Yellow Butterfly
The Yellow Butterfly
The butterfly rested on the ground
Near the spot of water it had found
A place where a refreshing bit
Of moisture would surely be
Necessary for this flight of fantasy
A flight over many miles
Of deserts, mountains, and steamy tracks
To be passed beneath it on its way
For a date with others in Nature's sway.
With a flutter of the wings
A pumping action begins
That moves the refreshing dip
To recharge the butterfly for the trip.
Then once again the process begins
With a drum roll of spreading wings
The coiled proboscis carefully put in place
And six legs touching earth in a final embrace,
Waiting for a gentle breeze
To lift him above the trees
And off to places yet unknown
The yellow butterfly goes alone.
poem by Sidi J. Mahtrow
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Elusive Butterfly
Breeze blowing across my face
even the wind leaves a trace
gazing at wavering trees
petals floating in the breeze
For a brief moment in time
I thought maybe you'd be mine
but they were only dreams
and dreams are never what they seem
Love the elusive butterfly
always seems to pass me by
love the elusive butterfly
fly, fly fly, my elusive butterfly
Raindrops falling at my feet
why does love taste bittersweet?
butterfly's dancing in the trees
and then float off in the breeze
Love the elusive butterfly
always seems to pass me by
love the elusive butterfly
fly, fly fly, my elusive butterfly
poem by Jonny Soze
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Am A Rose In Your Garden
A sun ray tickled to my face this morning,
Waking me up from sleep,
I straighten up my stalk and look toward the sun,
And shake off the fresh dew out from my face,
So i can take deep breath and have a new beginning.
But suddenly i'm seeing my reflection in dew drops around
And i am so amazed
'Who am i? ', i asked to myself
I am a rose, with velvet petals,
I am so delicate, perfumed and red
All other roses start looking at me
'Who are you really', they asking me
'You are so beautiful, what you are doing here
Among all these thorns and weeds?
Here, you dont belong '
I am so confused
Why i'm here?
Why i'm alone?
Who's taking care of me?
And suddenly you show up,
You are so handsome and looking at me with love,
I am looking at you and melting in your eyes
Your face is moving slowly down to me,
And look to me so deeply.
Drops of your tears is falling on my petals
Seeing me, you are so happy
So do i, feeling your love
You made my heart beat faster, stronger
Even i dont need water
I am feeding with your love.
Dont leave me, stay with me,
I need your love to live,
Protect me, nurture me with your lovely words.
Enjoy my perfumed petals
And reward me with a smile
Do not forget me ever,
I am a rose in your garden.
poem by Cristina Teodor
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Mistaken Identity
I could see her
Behind the glass doors
Unaware of my presence
She was busy in her work
To seek her attention
I waved at her
Threw small pebbles
At the door
So engrossed she was
Did not pay
Any heed to my efforts
I was dejected
Did not know
What more to do
In frustration
I picked a bigger pebble
Threw it with all the might
It banged against the door
Shattered the glass
With a big sound
She heard the sound
Opened the door
Yelled at me
Who are you?
And
What do you want?
I anxiously looked at her
To my surprise
She was her twin sister
Without waiting more
I ran away from there
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
With My Own Pain
If green, red and yellow
Are the colors of life,
Then why is mine
So black and gray?
As a child,
There was laughter.
Now there are tears.
They slide and roll
Down my face,
Like small muddy pebbles
Down a lonely dark road.
And while tears
Will dry up,
Like dead cotton
In a hot field,
Life can be
So casually cruel
As to murder me
With my own pain.
poem by Sandra Osborne
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
To A Butterfly!
Oh! dear butterfly, where did you go?
I'm waiting for you near the bough.
I remember when you sat on my elbow,
as i had put a tattoo of flowers yellow!
Oh! dear butterfly, why did you go?
I'm waiting for you, i miss you so.
Come little butterfly, I feel so low,
Oh! dear butterfly, please don't go!
poem by Shubhangini Rawat
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
You”re Still You
The same hair curling on your head
At 49, you look younger,
There are no wrinkles on your forehead
The cheeks still smooth and tight
Your eyes still glow
Like fireflies reflected in the mirror
The moon against the sky
The way you talk defies the years of your absence
The way you look at me
Your way your gaze flies like a butterfly
Hovering back to me like tender hands
Of a woman
Caressing my face
Like golden yellow wing
Fluttering on the petals of a flower
Indeed, you are still you
Loving me
In gentle restraint and
I am deeply saddened
By my own kind of same
Usual indifference
Of the clouds drifting
Without even the thought
Of stopping by the
Peaks of trees
As you open yourself to the sun like
A tight bud opening its petals
Finally exposing its true gentle colors
A flower blooming
To the kindness of sunshine
And the freshness of the air
That this world can offer
I spread my wings like a yellow butterfly
Fluttering away to another garden
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Butterfly Wishes
Butterfly, flutterby
Come to me
Take me to Mexico
On your delicate wing.
Butterfly, flutterby
It is early fall
I want to escape from here
To you I call.
Butterfly, flutterby
Be with me tonight
I’ll be ready in a minute
Ready for take-off; ready for flight.
Butterfly, flutterby
How gorgeous your face
Yellow, black, stained-glass wings
I see your mysterious smile and dainty grace.
Butterfly, flutterby
I’m waiting; I’ll stay
Please don’t forget me
But look! Now you’re going, going, gone, away.
Butterfly, flutterby
How can this be?
You said good bye
Now what about me?
Butterfly, flutterby
You could have come to me
Could have taken me to Mexico
On your delicate wing.
Butterfly, flutterby
This is not the end
Return for me next year
I will be waiting and watching, again and again.
poem by Jennie Scheihing
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Yellow Butterfly.
Gently flapping it's thin wings,
A butterfly lands upon my fingers,
And upon a soft breeze it leaves,
Yet it's delicate presence lingers.
Sunny yellow rimmed it's wings.
With dark daffodil yellow rings,
Pure coal black traced it's veins,
It's image - in my mind - remains.
Such a soft and delicate brush,
Of a butterflies wings, so plush,
The softest touch of it's tiny legs,
Lifted my spirits - well, the dregs.
That butterfly, that passed me by,
The messenger between land and sky,
Has stayed lodged in my mind,
I'll never meet another of it's kind,
A single butterfly, while I was alone,
Came to me and my world was thrown,
But I'll never forget that yellow butterfly,
That left me when I let out a soft sigh,
A soft sigh that came from me,
Swept my butterfly, set it free,
This is my butterfly that I'll remember,
My butterfly from last September.
poem by Rayne Goddard
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Endless verse of a nameless flora:
A lonely lovely girl was Standing at her breeze filled balcony,
her adorable heart was admiring the quiet moon in harmony,
a golden yellowish nameless flower fell on her feet,
the sweet perfume of the fallen flower blended with that chill breeze,
while she tried to hold the flower the petals they fell one by one,
she was holding just the stalk that was left alone,
tear drops that escaped from her eyes fell one by one like the petals,
she was holding someone's sweet memories like the stalk.
The moon wished that her love should blend with her love like the perfume in the air.
poem by Vimal Kumar N
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Realize
Anytime, anyplace, come around, go away
There's a sound then it fades, turn it down make it stay
If I could get off the phone I'd deliver the song
But too much is in my way
Like a dog to the bone, a leash to the throne, a laugh within my face
Taking too much air, taking too much air
This is how you care
When you realize you're down, when you realize you're
Down on the floor with a radio song, you're crawling, you're crawling
Down on the floor with a radio song, Oh
We spent our days in a coma, believing it's over
Outside there's too much hate
Tried to stay on the ball believe in it all, but it bounces in our face
Now we're beginning to crawl, by leaving it all, there's nothing in our way
Breathing out again, breathing out again
When it seems like you can, then you realize you're down
You realize you're
Down on the floor with a radio song, you're crawling, you're crawling
Down on the floor with a radio song, Oh
When you realize you're down, when you realize you're down
From taking too much air, taking oxygen
We all want love and we all fall
Down on the floor with a radio song, you're crawling, you're crawling
Down on the floor with a radio song, Oh
song performed by by Ours
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Little Yellow Butterfly
Oh, liitle yellow butterfly
to this lonely house
please come in
and let your shadow
fill the empty wall
as I watch closely
till I fall asleep.
Oh, little yellow butterfly
to this lonely house
please come in
and change the color of my life
with your tiny yellow wings.
Oh, little yellow butterfly
to this lonely house
please come in
I have prepared flowers for you
so you can stay with me
without being lonely.
Oh, little yellow butterfly
to this lonely house
please come in.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Little Butterfly
I saw a little butterfly
Flying By to say Hi
Flying among the field of green
Admiring the Beautiful Stream
I saw the little butterfly
flying high, so high up into the sky
High above the garden green
covering the suns yellow beam
Flying all day
Flying all night
Flying into the beautiful Moonlight
Butterfly in a jar
How far can a butterfly
fly when a jar surrounds it
and see-through windows
cases it in to a place
that is just an empty space.
Crimson, blue, yellow
and green speckled unfolding wings
have no wind or breeze
to drift on
and no space
to move in.
You look like a butterfly to me
and the green and gold
of your lovely eyes
shines bright at times
and the grace
of every movement
brings dignity where ever
you are.
Still life encases you
in body soul and time
and at times I want
to set you free
and help you make
the whole world your place
to make your own destiny in.
When I see tears
in your eyes
that grows dull at times,
I want to take it all away
and give you the ability
to be really free
from the things that hurt
and help you heal
little by little
and be the person
that you are meant to be
and I truly want to love you
since you are really precious to me.
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Eagle
The Eagle.
Fair flowers amongst the rocks, flora of sorrow;
their petals fly like butterfly wings in the breeze.
Atop an ashen tree a crow and throats a warning.
Up from the ground a white headed eagle takes
lift, in its claws a grey rabbit sees fair petals flying
in the breeze
poem by Oskar Hansen
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Butterfly Fly Away
You tucked me in, turned out the light
Kept me safe and sound at night
Little girls depend on things like that
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair
Had to drive me everywhere
You were always there when I looked back
You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be
And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scared things wouldn't turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me
Caterpillar in the tree
How you wonder who you'll be
Can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don't you worry, hold on tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
Flap your wings now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
We've been waiting for this day
All along and knowing just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly, butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away
poem by Zack Horton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Prettiest Flower You've Ever Seen
What's blue, yellow, red and green?
Why it's the most beautiful flower you've ever seen.
It grows in Melodie's garden,
Where everything is golden.
It was pollinated by Butterfly Queen Emma Jean.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!