I was in a garden full of butterflies.
I could hear the birds chirping beyond the clouds
and soaring into the skies.
Oh! I was so flattered by the bewitching beauty of the scene,
The most exhilarating thing my eyes have ever seen.
Suddenly, I feel my hands trembling and my fingers going numb.
I look up to the sky in confusion and see the dark clouds come.
Soon I was drenched with sorrow and soaked with misery;
And before I could fight back, a deep melancholy took possession of me.
Once upon a time, I was in a garden full of butterflies
But now I dwell in darkness above the ominous clouds and beyond the black skies.
I should have known long before that there was no point in searching for light and spark. I want no more because my eyes have adjusted to the dark.
By Nisha
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