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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