The search for light...
The search for light
Not always good
Neither does it end well
Butterfly effect,
Fire
An answer to plight
Sweet face, beauty...delight
Beauty’s a cursed gift to have
Light-year speed not always good
When it comes crashing
Crushing your dreams and childhood
All the in name of search of light
An insect thinks, fire, its love
Embraces its glowing death
Beauty burns slowly as ever
Blindfold of misplaced faith
Searching still for light
Towards the fire, last flight
A Butterfly burns, in its own
Fire of beauty
Trusting unknown
The soul purpose of its life
The reason it was born
Was to die in a burning flight
poem by Saurabh Som
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