for Burned Butterflies5/20/2011 c1 Evanescence918
Wow. What i love most about poems is the ambiguity of them and your poem captures that effortlessly. I love the metaphor between the butterfly and the pain of everyday life. How sometimes beauty dies, it is inevitable, but underneath the ashes the beauty remains in your heart. It is analogous to the death of momentous times in your life and the hard times in between the end of something and the beginning of another. Thanks for writing this poem, it was beautiful.
Wow. What i love most about poems is the ambiguity of them and your poem captures that effortlessly. I love the metaphor between the butterfly and the pain of everyday life. How sometimes beauty dies, it is inevitable, but underneath the ashes the beauty remains in your heart. It is analogous to the death of momentous times in your life and the hard times in between the end of something and the beginning of another. Thanks for writing this poem, it was beautiful.