Flitting Butterfly – Poem by Anita Bacha

You will never find another love like mine,

The flitting butterfly has an eye for the frail beauty of flowers,

Hovering snootily contemplating his kill;

The flowers are not insensate to the beauty of the ladylove,

Enriched in voluptuous colors,

Perfumed with the choicest fragrances,

They flaunt their bewitching loveliness,

In the offing, to drug him in a deep drowsiness;

Confused in the variety of choices,

The beau flutters his wings,

Heaves a sigh!

I love you all, my ravishing dames! he cries;

Swelling buds ready to break their lavish folds,

Waning roses ready to die,

Dancing, flirting frivolously,

Under the blueness of the summer sky

You will never find another love like mine

Anita Bacha

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I’m a Butterfly 🦋


I am not flirtatious. I adore people and I love to ramble from place to place.
Everywhere I go and every new face I encounter,
I leave a piece of my heart.

Anita Bacha

The Butterfly 🦋

THE BUTTERFLY
I sit by my window,
I behold a magic butterfly!
A rainbow butterfly!
Gorgeous hues of red, blue, indigo,
Orange, green, heavenly mauve,
Immaculate yellow,
Fluttering loftily,
Flying stealthily,
Flirting with sweet flowers so lovely!
A discreet kiss on the lips of the white pansy,
A soft caress on the dahlia’s cheek,
A gentle stroke on the red nose of the poppy!
Hibiscus, violets,
Budding marigolds,
Chuckle and open their folds,
Engrossed by the magic butterfly!
A fragrant red rose,
Spreads her velvety petals,
Lingers and whimpers!
In the wilderness, disappears the magic butterfly!

Anita Bacha