Metamorphosis

May 31, 2010 18:36


A caterpillar knows its broad design
and has a short life it cannot decline.
Growing and waiting for that special time
to change into a being in its prime.
Some become brilliant, happy, and brave.
Some become moths seeking the light they crave.
They do not know what changes will occur.
Being content is what they all prefer.
The time comes for its life to ( Read more... )

poetry, self respect, identity, emotions

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ohka15 June 4 2010, 03:30:05 UTC
Thank you, I was very proud of this poem. The least depressing one so far :P

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yummyyumi June 6 2010, 20:40:31 UTC
Oh wow, I didn't read this one back then but I love it! You are a talented poet! Thanks for sharing :)

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ohka15 June 6 2010, 22:22:15 UTC
Thanks for reading and commenting :P

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