About The Blog

Ï am No one
But still everything
Ï am châlk stain on wall
Or maybe dried up
Red stain on floor
Ï am like transparent
Sky hiding Beauty
Or first rainfall falling
On parched leaves
Ï am mayflower withering
Or honey nectar spilling
If you still believe In mé
Call mé & walk with mé
On this path Of life
But No
Ï can never be yours
As Ï am myself trying
To Find so Many answers
To questions In my heart
& To Whom Ï réally belong
& Why Ï am living

-      Penned by the resident poet notyet100

The eyes, Shakespeare said, are the windows to your soul. we would like to dither. We all have beautiful eyes but the soul is a different matter all together. The soul is made up of the mind, the will and the emotions.

On this blog, we would like to look into your soul through your words because we each have a story worth telling. so tell us the story of your soul. We are different but we are all beautiful, just like butterflies, trying to soar high. Even with broken wings and bruised scars we carry on.

We would love to hear stories of other butterflies too fluttering around so that together we can become Rainbow of Butterflies and inspires other with our life, so what are you waiting for? Write to us so that you can be part of this beautiful world to inspire…