The butterfly

My persistent struggle,
Gave me colors,
"So beautiful",
I heard somebody,
admiring.

The flowers,so comely,
lured me near,
gave me too much,
surprised me,
with that deluge.

I was the favorite,
for the cameras.
Some used papers,
embezzled my beauty,
sensual,I realized.
deciduous..

Happy am I,
As I made others happy.
I lived my life.
here it ends,
with vain glories,
with no evidence...

May be,
the butterfly effect!