The Butterfly And The Hornet

A beautiful butterfly was sleeping on a rose bed after taking honey,
That time a black hornet was passing by.
To be greedy for something good is the nature of living beings-
The hornet wished to have the rose bed
So he could not resist himself and
At last he stung the red rose.
Immediately all the roses became black coal.
After a while the butterfly woke up from her deep slumber
And discovered herself on a rose full of poison.
Seeing him, the butterfly cursed him and yelled out:
‘‘The flower bed is only for butterflies not for hornets;
Flower is beauty, beauty flower’’.

Ujjal Mandal
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/03/2023

Poet's note: A man has no end of his thought and desires. All desires are not fulfilled. They may cause harm to others. But a man, out of his gratitude rushes to fulfil his desires and kills or misshapes the beauty mercilessly.
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