Little butterflies sung me a eulogy today. Two pairs of purple wings entered, fluttering, into my room. They flew to a sapling- bearing wilted daisies- in a corner of my coffined room. My room grows dying daisies that bloom a nectarous life. I saw the little butterflies, sipping the nectarous life, flying away from my room. The wilted daisies cried white tears. I saw death in them, I felt death in them. I saw death in me, I felt death in me. | Quote by Indrashish Roy