Young Writers Society

My weapon is a butterfly,

Its wings a canvas painted sky,

A symbol of grace and beauty,

A messenger of peace and duty.


In times of war and strife,

I release my butterfly to take flight,

Its fragile form a paradox,

As it carries hope with every stroke.


The flutter of its wings,

A gentle breeze that softly sings,

A reminder of the power of love,

A force that conquers all, and rises above.


My weapon is a butterfly,

A radiant beacon in a world gone awry,

May it inspire and ignite,

A spark of hope in darkest night.

My mental health is like a butterfly,

Delicate, fragile, but strong and spry.

It flutters freely in the open air,

But certain triggers can make it rare.


Its wings may tatter, and it may falter,

But it can regain its strength and alter.

I nurture it with love and care,

For this is a part of me I cannot bear.


Sometimes it hides away and stays unseen,

When all I need is to be heard and seen.

At times I feel so lost and helpless,

But I remember that I am not hopeless.


I spread my wings and embrace the sun,

For I know the journey has only just begun.

My mental health is a part of who I am,

And I will nurture it as long as I can.

Fluttering wings of vibrant hues

In the air, they dance and cruise

A journey from north to south

A migration of wonder, no doubt


The sky painted in vibrant shades

As these winged creatures cascade

From flower to flower, they feast

Preparing for a journey, the least


With gentle flaps and soaring flight

They take off into the night

Guided by an inner sense

Instinct leading them hence


Across oceans and mountains high

Through valleys and skies so wide

In search of warmth and sanctuary

Their fluttering wings, a true testimony


A marvel of nature, this migration

Of beauty and determination

These butterflies, a symbol of hope

A fascination for all to behold and scope


Oh, the fascinating world of butterfly migration

A journey of a lifetime, a remarkable sensation

May we cherish and protect these delicate beings

And revel in the magic that their migration brings

Fluttering on fragile wings

With grace and ease, they take to the sky

Butterflies remind us of resilient things

And how to adapt, learn and survive


In every stage of their transformation

From caterpillar to chrysalis and beautiful creature

They teach us the art of adaptation

And to embrace change as part of nature's feature


With every flutter, they remind us

To embrace life's uncertainties

To weather the storm and adjust

And go with the flow of life's complexities


For butterflies symbolize hope and renewal

And transformation that uplifts our spirit

And though they may seem fragile and frail

They show us strength and resilience that merit


So whenever you see a butterfly in the sky

Pause for a moment, and let it inspire

A reminder of how we can adapt and thrive

And how to keep our spirits soaring higher.

Nature's Clock


The sun, the moon and stars

Move in an endless dance

Through the sky's vast, dark expanse

And time slips through our hands


The seasons come and go

Spring's blooms, summer's heat

Autumn's colors, winter's snow

Nature's rhythm can't be beat


From seed to sapling, oak to oak

The forest grows, a living cloak

For creatures great and small

The passage of time, seen by all


Streams flow to rivers, to the sea

From calm to wild, so free

Nature's constant ebb and flow

Marking time as it goes


From birth to death, our own passage

A fleeting moment in nature's scrimmage

But our legacy, built with care

Can live on, beyond our earthly fare


We're part of this great cosmic dance

A small part of a vast expanse

Our time here, but a fleeting spark

In the great scheme of nature's clock.

From high above the earth,
From roots and branches birth,
The tree stands tall and sees it all.

Through every season's shift,
Through every passing drift,
The tree bears witness to life's call.

The summer's sun rays gleam,
The autumn leaves now stream,
The winter winds blow fierce and bold.

But in the springtime smile,
The tree's roots run many a mile,
And its branches reach for a newhold.

A bird's nest it does hold,
And squirrels run bold,
As the tree stands still, telling stories of old.

The tree sees love’s first kiss,
And the grief of parting miss,
As life goes on, its strength will unfold.

From up high, the tree sees all views,
And through all time, it will never refuse,
To be the earth’s silent witness, to all we do.

Nature's Beauty


The world is full of busy noise,

A constant hum that fills our days.

But if we stop and take a pause,

We'll hear the birds' sweet melodies.


Nature calls to us, constantly,

Her beauty shines in every scene.

Her colours burst with energy,

A glorious reminder of what life can mean.


From flowing rivers to towering trees,

Her creations take our breath away.

And in those moments we are at peace,

With all that's been and all that's here to stay.


A taste for life is what we find,

In every moment that we spend with her.

She reminds us of an endless rhyme,

A love that's pure and full of wonder.


So let us cherish every day,

And all the gifts that nature gives.

For in her beauty we can find a way,

To truly taste the life we live.

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A butterfly, once a symbol of joy and whimsy,

Now brings back memories so dark and grimy.

Innocent and fragile, its wings fluttering free,

Reminding me of a time I wish I could flee.


The trauma of my childhood, a burden I bear,

Etched into my mind, a constant nightmare.

The butterfly, once a sight to behold,

Now a trigger for memories that are cold.


A reflection of innocence lost,

Of pain and suffering, a terrible cost.

A symbol of beauty tainted by fear,

Of a past that haunts and draws near.


But even in my pain, I see a glimmer of hope,

The butterfly still flies, a symbol to cope.

For in its delicate wings, I find strength,

To face my demons, no matter the length.


The butterfly, once a symbol of carefree delight,

Now a poignant reminder of a fight.

A battle I'll fight with all my might,

To find peace and allow my soul to take flight.