Submissions by Buttercup

"A SEARCH"

    A troubled soul,
   A desperate soul.  
Wanders through the alley of uncertainty,
With illusion so pure, so conspicuous
Engulfed in a wretched moment,
Wearies it down to the state of despair.
Disheartened, uninspired and dejected
Little does it find comfort,
 in anything, in nothing.
Still it wanders, wanders and wanders,
In a bleak hope to redeem,
Onto a flickering light.
The troubled soul,
The desperate soul,
Wanders through the alley of uncertainty.

A BIRD WITH FRAGILE WINGS"          
          A bird
        A Little bird,
      An innocent bird diverged out from a protective shell,
      With an inquisitive look on its face,
   With the hope of learning,
  Yet with the little knowledge of world 'round.
 For little knowledge is a dangerous thing,
 Quite oblivious of that fact,
  Somehow off it flew to explore the beauty around the world.
Soon a turbulent wind blew out its wings at one go,
 Leaving the bird altogether shattered,
A sense of impatience began to take origin' ...