A Beautiful Butterfly

She was a caged bird,

Whose prayers got heard.

After many sleepless nights and lonely cries,

Her chains were finally sliced.

Her dreamy eyes adoring skies,

But her wings weak from ties.

Determined to meet the highs,

She tried to take the flies.

Shattered by the constant futile,

She sat on a shiny tile.

Her ceaseless tears,

Caught a glimpse of colours.

A mesmerizing magic,

Took away all the tragic.

Following the colour,

She became its lover.

She asked the colour,

“Can you do me a favour?”

Colour smiled so bright,

Promising to make everything right,

Few months passed over,

She was with colour.

Still unable to reach the sky,

She asked colour why?

Colour smiled so bright,

Spreading her beautiful light.

Astonished by the sight,

Her heart felt delight.

She was the lover colour,

Unaware of Colour being mirror.

Realising, she was not a bird of sky,

But a beautiful butterfly.

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