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“My Beautiful Butterfly”

I found a caterpillar one day
It didn’t know its worth…
For it was meant to fly
But it only knew of being on the ground, of pain & of hurt

So I picked up that caterpillar
and I told it to be strong
I said “circumstances are only temporary but your victories will last long”

The caterpillar didn’t care
The condition it was in was all it knew

I begged the caterpillar, “just trust me”
A change will come, very soon

And the day the caterpillar trusted me

It turned into a butterfly

Before flying away, it looked at me & simply asked, “why?”
“Why did you waste your time on me?”

I quickly replied…
“I saw beauty and potential, whenever I looked into your eyes
and that’s all that mattered; at least to me.

You turning into what you were always supposed to become,
now that was all you.

All you needed was time.…

My beautiful butterfly.”

                                                       ~By: Queen S. Ofori©

“Questions”

Sporadically I wonder…

What does a blind man dream?

His eyes have never encountered anything vividly,

So when he sleeps, what does he see?

Given the circumstances

It could be rude to ask.

But asking questions are healthy

So I might just take that chance.

In the night-time I ponder…

On the homeless and what they really fear.

Everything has been taken away from them

Except their knowledge and their tears.

When they sleep in dark alley ways and beg people for change,

I want to ask them, if they ever bumped into anyone they knew…

Would they feel ashamed?

Given the circumstances

I’d have to be bold to ask.

And since I’ve been bold before,

I might just take that chance.

It’s when I don’t ask questions that I truly become  afraid

There is something about knowledge

no matter what the subject

that simply allures

Me.

By: Queen S. Ofori©

“My Possession…”

I have myself

And myself haveth I

If I should feel I have no one

I look for my shadow nearby

As I walk around

Plenty of people I see

But still I am confident

All I have is me

I am the one whose soul is alive

It is me who holds my secrets inside

I am the girl who puts herself to sleep

I alone wipe the tears when I weep

No one knows me better than me

I have myself

And myself haveth I

Should that be all I ever have

As I am

I will continue to be alright

I am my greatest possession.

By: Queen S. Ofori©

“Healing Phase”

People say, “let go”

but it sounds to me like they’re asking

It’s more than a simple action

Should there be an attraction

What if you like all the things you were holding on to?

And memories were the only thing

That helped you get through

The days & nights

They’re hard to fight

People say, “let go”

If only they knew

What if I’m not ready to let go…of what I’m holding on to?

Everybody deals differently.

Healing Phase.

By: Queen S. Ofori©

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❤ Queen