Butterflies Around Comments

very poetic of you to write this poem

A realistic poem to the core...Nothing accompanies but ourself..Winnie

...we always search and find what, who we're looking for, even when we don't realize we're looking...when found we know...never let go. ALL my butterflies caught my heart.

Another poem of life's reality. Oftentimes natural beauty is eclipsed by material things. Thanks to the narrator for using his natural poetic talent to point out that human nature is long lasting...the family. A 10 I enjoy your end rhymes that add perfect movement to this poem.

wow such a wonderful read i had......you really penned something worthy and amazing! 10

Running here and running there...you are running everywhere...like a chicken with its head cut off...relaxing is in your loft...turn face when you cough... Life ain't easy...but you can live life again...keep writing you are very good my friend...

No use for looking at the back, Time had come for end and final pack, Realized very late that nothing will accompany, very nice lines, which is very true, we often realize things when its too late, but for certain things its never too late, so we can correct our mistake and live a better life... nice poem..

nice living fresh...beautiful well written...really amazing

Painted with natural brush, Butterflies around plants and bush I run after them to catch live, ......10

Suddenly it senses I am running out of time, Something to be done as goal not finished prime, .10

'Success and failure had no other key, I ran after money like mad monkey, ' as usual, wonderful poetry.. i like it a lot.

Painted with natural brush, Butterflies around plants and bush I run after them to catch live, ...........10

An amazing poem conveying very deep thoughts about the cruelty of Life and Time and the illusions they offer us during our youth, once ageing one realizes the futility of all our endeavours...Death is lurking for us and will take us naked, with no car, wife or money...Read my poem: 'The fair ghost of death', it can be a sequel to your poem.

Another beautiful poem from you Good rhyming. And expressed well Enjoyed reading it. Thanks

Painted with natural brush, Butterflies around plants and bush I run after them to catch live, .........10

The beautiful butterfly disappeared when the mad monkey appeared. I enjoyed this piece. DC

The poem is saying, quite simply, that the narrator has been mostly concerned with accumulating money all his life, and it isn't paying off. The situation at the beginning is Siddhartha-like: a man enjoys a comfortable life with a wife, lavish parties, and friends all around. He goes through religious ceremonies, supplicating the gods so that he can enjoy yet more luxuries and comforts. Friends exhort him to take life more seriously. He has doubts about his life style; they grow, and a chilling sense of the hollowness of his life becomes clearer to him later. But, alas, whatever clarity comes, comes very late. This is quite a good poem, dealing in classical Indian themes which are universal.

what a pity butterflies do not live long.like my poems and life.like beauty..

lovely written poem............informative as always! ! ! 10

they are in formation always....10