Solitude: When Realisation Hits Hard
A bird was born and bred in a nest,
She was preparing for a challenging test,
her wings grew out, she felt she was blessed
the world appeared more colourful and pleasant
Her days of freedom arrived
no more rules to abide,
She was overwhelmed with ecstasy,
and greatly moved by the outward flourishes.
Her spirits rose high,
higher than the limits of the sky,
she ran into a number of companies,
Anonymity turned into congeniality.
She assumed all of them to be frank
but this mistake of hers gave a deep flashback
of all those times when she would try her best
To be recognised as an equal counterpart in friendship
But all the rest treated her like an outsider
They would reject her proposal of being given equal share
Of happiness, acceptance and friendly behaviour,
She would start feeling lonely in a company of many
The world which appeared to be a happy place
Was now the one which had given her memories
Not the happy ones but those, which made her realise
that it's better to move out alone than keep on feeling left out....
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