Butterfly

A butterfly came into my room,

and the drab walls began to bloom.

                It lent colours from its wings,

                even to my must mundane things.

I felt rainbows sprouting all around,

and also heard a strange & faint sound.

                 Was it that whisper of that butterfly,

                 conveying the message in the sky.

It flew away to become a dot of bliss ,

yet I felt it's parting kiss.

                It has gone but I can still hear,

                it's mysterious songs in my ears.