Butterflies Poem by Chandra sekharan

A man who would have never smiled
Sat in the corner of garden
Leaning on to lamp post
Was wearing torn, old dress
Vast garden with full of
Flowers and butterflies
Butterflies of various varieties
Were hoping between beautiful flowers
Garden with varieties of flowers,
Butterflies and plants
Decorated surface of earth
I went and sat next to him
He did not say anything to me
He didn’t even look at me
He was constantly looking at butterflies and flowers
I attempted several times to talk to him
He avoided me
Nobody knew what he was thinking
One day suddenly, he held my hands
And said
“I am fascinated by beautiful and wonderful butterflies
They won’t harm or hurt us and give joy to our eyes
I have an urge to keep them
On my palm to caress
But they fly away
Rest on flowers and suck honey
I silently pray that these beautiful species
Should not extinct”.