Shadow of the Butterfly Posted May 12, 2003 Report Posted May 12, 2003 (edited) My heart is my own My own and no other's Strong is my wall, guarding the way For some, tis like steel Impenetrable by neither sight nor sound But for the rare people who look To see without eyes To hear without ears Those walls are crystal thin Strong, yes, but clear The way is shown Inside the depths of my soul Coursing through darkness Intermingled with light Till you reach the center Where sit I in my sheltered cocoon Offering my heart up freely Edited May 12, 2003 by Shadow of the Butterfly
Ayshela Posted May 12, 2003 Report Posted May 12, 2003 'tis truly a selected few people. i like the contrast between the first and last lines.
Amos Greywind Posted May 12, 2003 Report Posted May 12, 2003 wow, that was certainly a great poem!! Encore, encore!
Parmenion Posted May 12, 2003 Report Posted May 12, 2003 Excellent contrast in how it starts and how it concludes. The poem itself just flows from one extreme to the other. Bravo - well worked words.
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