Those tangles of weed. 

​Tangles of weed 

Unwanted yet beautiful 

Strangles the poor butterfly

That was chasing the hazy sunlight

Don’t you call the butterfly foolish

Because she herself saw nothing dangerous

Just beauty in it’s simplest form.

She didn’t know that the evil 

Hides behind the most beautiful flower.

The butterfly, unfortunately, turns out to be our hearts

Which chased the blurred vision of life 

Our hearts are choking in the vains of the world

Whether to save it or not, is our wish.

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