A butterfly was born among the moths
blessed with a pair of dazzling wings
splattered with all colours of rainbow
shining like a garden of flowers.
The moths were not accustomed to see
such dazzling, glorious, colourful wings
they could not understand the reason
so they despised the innocent friend.
They hated her, called her names
mocked her, called her deformed
some of them though admired her
could not take the side for fear.
The innoncent creature could not take
it any longer, all that mocking and taunt
it flew away from them in despair
knowing not where it was going.
It crossed miles and miles distance
never, ever looking back behind
suddenly it found itself with butterflies
and all the answers dawned in her mind.
blessed with a pair of dazzling wings
splattered with all colours of rainbow
shining like a garden of flowers.
The moths were not accustomed to see
such dazzling, glorious, colourful wings
they could not understand the reason
so they despised the innocent friend.
They hated her, called her names
mocked her, called her deformed
some of them though admired her
could not take the side for fear.
The innoncent creature could not take
it any longer, all that mocking and taunt
it flew away from them in despair
knowing not where it was going.
It crossed miles and miles distance
never, ever looking back behind
suddenly it found itself with butterflies
and all the answers dawned in her mind.
Yeah its peaceful to live with your loved ones, than the people who hate you.
ReplyDeletewell spoken poem..sometimes you have to search but in the end you will find peace
ReplyDeletedearest zakeer,
ReplyDeleteI completely agree with you, make your home in a place where you are loved and respected :) even if it is far away from your kins.
best wishes
dearest robert,
ReplyDeleteI agree. sometimes we have to search and sacrifice too much, but if we stick on it, we ultimately find peace.
best wishes,
trisha