To be Seen, but not Touched

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To be Seen, but not Touched

7/24/95

I once caught a Butterfly in the month of JULY.

She had such beautiful colors that I was puffed up with Pride.

Come LOOK, Come SEE my PRIZE, that I THOUGHT I LUVED so MUCH, and I put HER in a jar so that they could SEE but NOT TOUCH.

I jumped up and down, I bragged and I boast and I vowed to myself that I would never let her go.

I sang and I danced, right past an old lady, who said as I went by,"

A BUTTERFLY just isn't happy, if SHE cannot spread HER wings and FLY."

I thought to myself," So What!" and I ran off in a scatter."

As long as I'm happy, that's all that really matters."

 

Then came August with it's cool Autum days. 

They brought with them clouds so thick that they blocked out the SUN's rays.

I looked in my jar and I noticed a sad change.

My precious BUTTERFLY had died and HER colors were starting to fade.

I cried and I mourned for the BUTTERFLY I never should have caught.

Now no one else can adore HER beauty and it's all of my fault.

How could SHE have died when I THOUGHT I LUVED HER so much.

But some things in LIFE was created,

To Be SEEN but NOT TOUCHED

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jmylez commented on To be Seen, but not Touched

10-21-2009

woww deep,,madd deep,,very vivid, happiness is indeed a 2 way street,,

HakiNatuwah1

10/21/2009

Thanks jmylez, I agree 100% my friend. Happiness is definitely a two way street. True and complete happiness can only be obtain when one does the selfless act of denying ones lower self. Because Man's lower self is Selfish in nature and is only concerned with satisfying the flesh. Selfishness is a disease of the heart and restricts ones spirit from being truly free. Thanks again comrade and please try not to be a stranger...:-)

Karma885 commented on To be Seen, but not Touched

10-19-2009

AWWWW I WANNA CRY.. OMG.. I LUVED THIS POEM PA. I'M SOO SRRY FOR YOU LOSS. THIS POEM GETS A 10. THIS IS THE REAL SHIT. REAL POETRY...READ MY POEMS AND COMMENT BACK

HakiNatuwah1

10/19/2009

Yea It's hard to lose someone or something that you loved, but even harder when you know that you were the one that caused it to cease to exist...Thank you so much for your sentiments...I will definitely read some of your work beautiful...^_^

JamilahAyanna commented on To be Seen, but not Touched

10-15-2009

Woooooow ay yoooo I loved dis poem 4real lyke, u got madd talent and ya shyt is hot. Dis poem wuz written so beautifully and it juz made me think and I lyke dat I love it.....

HakiNatuwah1

10/15/2009

Awwww you are to sweet ^_^ Thank you so much. Be on the look out for the publication of my first book of poems, entitled "Look Deep in2 my SOUL" vol 1...thanks again friend and please don't be astranger :-)

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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