Bloom to Doom

05 Mar 2014

nramvinojen
She is a butterfly...with rainbow eye…
Colors of dream...and cutest lie…
As sun climbs high...she slowly came by 

Lost in her colors...fell for her smile…
I may not be right...but she held me tight;
Slowly and sweetly...she drank all my life!!
Thinking of a future...spending together…
Thought its forever...but she had her plans. 
Though it’s not fare...to make a silly fight…
I know very well...she'll make a quick flight…
'Cause now I know ...she is a butterfly…

I’m a lost flower...stuck with stalk;
I’m a clown lover...but true at my heart…
Thought its forever...saw it go shatter…
Though it all over...I hold on my color….

I know it’s already time…know that she'll simply fly;
No time to say good bye…neither can I cry;
Left alone with lot of lie…I walk towards the end of life…

I dance slow for every wind…and smile at every dawn;
I stand like a winner flower…its funny way to have a fall;
Slowly dying and rotting away…blindly waiting for her again.

The more I try...I turn so dry…
Now I'm dry...she'll never come by;
The reason why...she is a butterfly!!

How can I bloom...when my heart is dead?
How can I bear...just looking the sight? 
Dancing so close....with new flower so bright…
I want it so soon...I really want to die!!!

Now slowly I fall...towards my end…
She is flying across...searching new friend…
With Charm she goes...'cause she is a butterfly!!

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