Such A Butterfly Poem by Anil Mallick

I don't know, your secret charmness
I do know, why I fade like a tree in thee
I do know, our walking miles awaits
But I don't know, real destination where? .

I admire your visible beauty
Thy beauty stops my paper and pen
I admire only your originality not a copy
My physical body trembles and my faded eyes morn.

I see, you are like a butterflies
I wish to touch and play thy tender wings to fly
You are monarch butterfly not like other flies
Our far distance miles awaits stretch your wings to fly high.