What are you?

Are you a secret treasure Still to be discovered? Or an unimaginable beauty Yet to be found? Are you someone From the horde of humans? Or do you exist In the land of fairytales? Are you far away And hard to achieve? Or so close That my heart can touch? Are you a reality Experienced…

Unfortunate beauty

Just as i was about to step on it, i looked at it There lay a beautiful butterfly, senseless and dried Its beauty though still intact Life had unfortunately left it I got infuriated at this grave cruelty Why should nature destroy such a beauty so brutally? Then i wondered about all things holding sublime beauty…