I saw a boy on the ground,
like my past is moving around.

His happiness has the same sound,
which falls in my memories account.

Suddenly he saw a butterfly,
in the blue and mighty sky.

She unleash colours from her wings,
and he loves that pretty little thing.

Her arrival has some distinct joy,
which blooms the life of the boy.

As soon he felt its an angel kiss,
she flew away to become a dot of bliss.

The moment somewhat linked to mine,
in the different way and time.

His sight has some hidden scream,
through which i saw my incomplete dream.