BUTTERFLY:Inspirational Stories and real life Incidences.

BUTTERFLY

by TOUCHY on October 16, 2006, 02:01:26 PM

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BUTTERFLY

(Brings the death)

I remember ……

When I was alive

Every morning before my school classes

I was use to sit in a garden

Sitting there, relaxing, watching a butterfly

Her stunning wings that colorful outfit

Every time I watched her

My heart wanted to get her

But every time I tried she flew away

One day I was sitting and thinking

Why does she always fly away?

Does she think that I will hurt her?

Maybe she is afraid

Maybe scare to lose her beautiful wings

Till that say I didn’t try to get her

I started ignoring her

But wasn’t able to stop watching her

But just watching, watching and watching

With a hope for I will get her

Hopping for she will come to me one day

One day she flew to me and sat on my hand

Maybe her trust on me was enough now

Maybe she thinks that I will do nothing to hurt her

But I wasn’t able to control my emotions

O caught her in my hand

She was colorful very beautiful

But was scare……..

She was wishing to be free

Wanted to fly, wanted to sit on flowers

I wasn’t suppose to hurt her

But she was seems to be

I set her free

The moment she flew away

I felt like losing her

I wanted her back

I ran behind her

She flew and sat on a high tree

I climbed up there to catch her again

She saw me coming and flew towards the ground

She was allover my mind allover my thoughts

The only thing I wanted was to get her

I tried to fly towards the ground

But don’t got wings

The moment I hit the ground was wonderful just wonderful

I don’t remember what happened next when my body hit the ground

The only thing I remember was feeling like someone holding me

She flew towards me

Sat on my hand

I felt like was holding it

Then on my chest

My heart stopped beating

From my throat towards my nose

I can’t breath

She sat on my lips

Can’t even scream

My body was fumbling

It left my soul

But I left my eyes open to see how far she can go

Then she sat on my eyes and they were closed

I don’t know where she went when my eyes were closed

The thing I know after that

‘She was mean to fly away’

Maybe the only thing I didn’t understand

When I was alive…………..

Written by……………….…….Lost*souL

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