A new sky over my head
and new ground under my back
Alone, quiet but not having tranquillity
inside my chest
Away from home for weeks, when to go back
No one knows exactly yet

You can't see me how my eyes sore
I was a blind man when you fall
My head bowed down to ye
The ground I only see

You left too soon at your last teen
Far, far away there can't be seen
A bad man has no ears
Did you call softly "Pa"

Sure I follow you when time comes
To pay my debts to you, my son
While you rest in your sleep
Both day and night I weep

Till my lungs crack and heart comes out
No one heard but I'm shouting loud
We'll meet again, said I
Do wait for me I'll join

Butterflies start to fly when the wind blows
Look at the trees you can see a sparrow
Long thin broom, working under the shade
Sometimes cannot rest in his room, a rake

Hot summer rain pours the sweat instead
Scene of the garden that clean but wet
White and red feet became ***** and sweaty
On way back to rest slipper was slippery


Though I am happy staying as if in comfy
After the shower, I'm ready for my baby
Everything is temporary, why can't I be happy?
Thinking that waiting is a true quality

My boy, you've left me for eight months
I'm searching you like in great hunt
I found you in my blurry dreams
Why was I not let go up-front?

To live few more at fifty plus
I've used up all my heartbeats pump
You'd instead live more in your teens
You'll hit all your aim with a jump

The reason you're that I survive
How should I spend my nights and days?
Could I stand tall without a beam?
We were together all the way

Imagine how I'm lonely one
A statue somehow I become
No sound I heard and blank was seen
I'm dumb and all of my parts numb

Today
A dreamy state
Till now, I'm ill at ease
With drifting silence thoughts
How come?
I may not be the only one
Who else to be with me
From near or far
Who knows?


~ Butterfly Cinquain ~