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Butterfly poetry collection

Find closure and new beginnings with our poignant epilogue poems.

A varied collection of poems gathered around this subject, with space for different voices, images, and moods.

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01

Personal Identity

Final Word

Your voice, a closing note,
Epilogue's touch, softly wrote.
In every end, in every tale,
You bring closure, without fail.
Through your presence, stories rest,
In your whisper, peace is blessed.

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Personal Identity

Lasting Echo

Your sound, a gentle fade,
Epilogue's mark, softly laid.
In every line, in every part,
You bring calm, still the heart.
Through your ending, truths are sealed,
In your quiet, lives revealed.

03

Personal Identity

Closing Scene

Your stage, a final bow,
Epilogue's grace, endow.
In every act, in every play,
You bring silence, night to day.
Through your curtain, tales conclude,
In your end, dreams renewed.

04

Personal Identity

Epilogue's Echo:

At story's end, the curtain falls,
Epilogue, in whispered calls.
Pages turn, the final scene,
Epilogue, what does it mean?
Characters rest, their tales complete,
Epilogue, bittersweet.
With every word, a life reviewed,
Epilogue, memories renewed.
From start to end, the journey's made,
Epilogue, stories fade.
Yet in the heart, they linger still,
Epilogue, with lasting thrill.

05

Personal Identity

Final Verse:

Epilogue, the book's last song,
Where the words no longer throng.
Summing up the tale just told,
Epilogue, a treasure to hold.
From heroes brave to villains sly,
Epilogue, we say goodbye.
Yet every end, a new start's near,
Epilogue, so dear.

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Personal Identity

Final Chapter:

In the epilogue, stories end,
Tales conclude, on words we depend.
The final page, a closing line,
Brings an end to the narrative fine.
Reflections on what came before,
Every memory, every score.
The end of journeys, the last goodbye,
In the epilogue, we sigh.
A chapter ends, a story closed,
In the epilogue, life is composed.
Yet in the ending, a seed is sown,
For new beginnings to be grown.
In the silence, after words,
The epilogue, where peace is heard.

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