Someone said, "What’s being a beautiful
bird with clipped wings…I would rather be ugly and have my flight."
It made me sail beyond my thoughts;
intriguing my senses and here is what i found:
While the
beautiful bird will be praised in earnest (or without),
Even while
the pain with the clipped wings escalates to excruciating heights,
The ugly
bird will be cursed as the reckless maverick,
Ready to
fight for his stubborn cause; all but for his happiness!
Where the
beauty will one day wither away in thin air,
So will
the general air of goodwill.
For after
every day, there always comes a night!
The ugly
on the other side will continue his free ride,
Into the
unknown skies and virgin lands; all but for his happiness!
The
beautiful will not be the king after all,
For he
always lived for others and everyone among all.
And here
lives the maverick,
Flying
high and high into his dreamland!
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