Moth Poem by Knoxy Tomar

In a world of darkness, the blind moth seeks the light
That majestic flame, that burns so bright
Enthralled by its beauty, the moth flies to it in the deep dark night.
Hoping to find warmth, hoping to find peace
Hoping to find solace, in his time of dire need
But little does the poor moth know, that it has been deceived
His hopes and needs are on what the fire feeds.

Its vision has been tunneled and its sight has become weak
His mind is already dependent and his have become wings meek
The darkness won't hurt him, the light will
The warmth that it craves doesn't heal, it kills
It burns its wings and melts its eyes
But it keeps coming back, living in its fabricated lies

It would be better off in the dark
Even though its scary, its dangerous, it's unseen and unmarked
But once he accepts the fear, he can thrive
The dark will hide his presence, making it easier to survive
It can learn a lot from a simple butterfly
Who isn't drawn to light and hides unseen to the common eye

But no, even after he's hurt he goes back
Poisoned by the incense, he has lost all track
His eyes fixated on the flame
It's too attached to live without the pain
Its too scared, scared of the dark that doesn't even hurt him
Blinded, the poor creature burns not from the fire, but from the fear within.